1 In thine own Ways, O God of Love,
We wait the Visits of thy Grace;
Our Soul's Desire is to thy Name,
And the Remembrance of thy Face.
2 My Thoughts are searching, Lord for thee;
'Mongst the black Shades of lonesom Night;
My earnest Cries salute the Skies
Before the Dawn restore the Light.
3 Look how rebellious Men deride
The tender Patience of my God;
But they shall see thy lifted Hand,
And feel the Scourges of thy Rod.
4 Hark! the Eternal rends the Sky,
A mighty Voice before him goes,
A Voice of Music to his Friends,
But threat'ning Thunder to his Roes.
5 Come Children, to your Father's Arms,
Hide in the Chambers of my Grace,
'Till the fierce Storm be overblown,
And my revenging Fury cease.
6 My Sword shall boast its Thousands slain,
And drink the Blood of haughty Kings,
While heav'nly Peace around my flock
Stretches its soft and shady Wings.
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First Line: | In thine own Ways, O God of Love |
Title: | Prayer for Deliverance answered |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1791 |
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Topic: | Supplicatory Hymns |