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HIX. Now shall my inward Joys arise

1 Now shall my inward Joys arise,
and burst into a Song;
Almighty Love inspires my Heart,
and Pleasure tunes my Tongue.
2 God on his thirsty Sion-Hill
some Mercy-Drops has thrown,
And solemn Oaths has bound his Love
to show'r Salvation down.

3 Why do we then indulge our Fears,
Suspicions and Complaints?
Is He a God, and shall his Grace
grow weary of his Saints?
4 Can a kind Woman e'er forget
The Infant of her Womb,
Among a thousand tender Thoughts
her Suckling have no room?

5 "Yet, saith the Lord, should Nature change,
"and Mothers Monsters prove,
"Sion still dwells upon the Heart
"of everlasting Love.
6 "Deep on the Palms of both my Hands
"I have engrav'd her Name;
"My Hands shall raise her ruin'd Walls
"and build her broken Frame.

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First Line: Now shall my inward Joys arise
Language: English
Publication Date: 1760
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