1 When God reveal'd his gracious name,
And chang'd my mournful state,
My rapture seem'd a pleasing dream,
The grace appear'd so great.
2 The world beheld the glorious change,
And did thy hand confess;
My tongue broke out in unknown strains,
And sung surprising grace.
3 "Great is the work," my neighbours cried,
And own'd the pow'r divine;
"Great is the work," my heart replied,
"And be the glory thine."
4 The Lord can clear the darkest skies,
Can give us day for night;
Make drops of sacred sorrow rise
To rivers of delight.
5 Let those, that sow in sadness, wait
Till the fair harvest come;
They shall confess their sheaves are great,
And shout the blessings home.
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First Line: | When God reveal'd his gracious name |
Meter: | L. M. |
Publication Date: | 1828 |
Topic: | Christian experience: The convert entertaining hope of pardon; and the happiness of the christian; The joy of conversion from sin |