1 Let the whole race of creatures lie
Abas'd before their God;
Whate'er his sov'reign voice has form'd
He governs with a nod.
2 [Ten thousand ages e'ere the skies
Were into motion brought,
All the long years and worlds to come
Stood present to his thought.
3 There's not a sparrow or a worm
But's found in his decrees;
He raises monarchs to their throne,
And sinks them as he please.]
4 If light attend the course I run,
'Tis he provides those rays;
And 'tis his hand that hides my sun,
If darkness cloud my days.
5 Yet I would not be much concern'd,
Nor vainly long to see
The volumes of his deep decrees,
What months are writ for me.
6 When he reveals the book of life,
O, may I read my name
Amongst the chosen of his love,
The follow'rs of the Lamb!
Text Information | |
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First Line: | Let the whole race of creatures lie |
Title: | The book of God's decrees |
Meter: | C. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1793 |
Notes: | Public Domain. |