118a. Praise for Temporal Blessings; or, common and special Mercies

1 We bless the Lord, the just, the good,
Who fills our hearts with heavenly food;
Who pours his blessings from the skies,
And loads our days with rich supplies.

2 He sends his sun his circuit round,
To cheer the fruits, to warm the ground;
He bids the clouds with plenteous rain
Refresh the thirsty earth again.

3 'Tis to his care we owe our breath,
And all our near escapes from death:
Safety and health to God belong;
He heals the weak, and guards the strong.

4 He makes the saint and sinner prove
The common blessings of his love;
But the wide difference that remains
Is endless joy or endless pains.

5 The Lord that bruis'd the serpent's head,
On all the serpent's seed shall tread,
The stubborn sinner's hope confound,
And smite him with a lasting wound.

6 But his right hand his saints shall raise,
From the deep earth, or deeper seas,
And bring them to his courts above;
There shall they taste his special love.

Text Information
First Line: We bless the Lord, the just, the good
Title: Praise for Temporal Blessings; or, common and special Mercies
Language: English
Publication Date: 1790
Scripture: ;
Topic: Ascension of Christ; Christ: His ascension; God: his power and majesty (9 more...)
Notes: Now Public Domain.
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