1 The Lord, how wondrous are his ways!
How firm his truth! how large his grace!
He takes his mercy for his throne,
And thence he makes his glories known.
2 Not half so high his power hath spread
The starry heavens above our head,
As his rich love exceeds our praise,
Exceeds the highest hopes we raise.
3 Not half so far hath nature plac'd
The rising morning from the west
As his forgiving grace removes:
The daily guilt of those he loves.
4 How slow his awful wrath to rise!
On swifter wings salvation flies;
And if he lets his anger burn,
How soon his frowns to pity turn!
5 Amidst his wrath compassion shines;
His strokes are lighter than our sins:
And while his rod corrects his saints,
His ear indulges their complaints.
6 So fathers their young sons chastise,
With gentle hand and melting eyes:
The children weep beneath the smart,
And move the pity of their heart.
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7 The mighty God, the wise and just,
Knows that our frame is feeble dust;
And will no heavy loads impose
Beyond the strength that he bestows.
8 He knows how soon our nature dies,
Blasted by every wind that flies;
Like grass we spring, and die as soon,
Or morning flowers that fade at noon.
9 But his eternal love is sure
To all the saints, and shall endure:
From age to age his truth shall reign,
Nor children's children hope in vain.
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First Line: | The Lord, how wondrous are his ways |
Title: | God's gentle Chastisement; or, his tender Mercy to his People |
Meter: | Long Metre |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1790 |
Scripture: | |
Topic: | Afflictions: gentle; Angels: praise the Lord; Compassion of God(6 more...) |
Notes: | Second Part |