1 Firm and unmov'd are they,
That rest their souls on God:
Firm as the mount where David dwelt,
Or where the ark abode.
2 As mountains stood to guard
The city's sacred ground,
So God and his Almighty love
Embrace his saints around.
3 What tho' the Father's rod
Drop a chastising stroke,
Yet, lest it wound their souls too deep,
Its fury shall be broke.
4 Deal gently, Lord, with those
Whose faith and pious fear,
Whose hope and love, and ev'ry grace
Proclaim their hearts sincere.
5 Nor shall the tyrant's rage
Too long oppress the saint;
The God of Israel will support
His children, lest they faint.
7 But if our slavish fear
Will choose the road to hell,
We must expect our portion there,
Where bolder sinners dwell.
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First Line: | Firm and unmov'd are they |
Title: | The Saint's Trial and Safety; or, moderated Afflictions |
Meter: | Short Metre |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1793 |
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