Psalms ‎#68c

68c. Praise for Temporal Blessings; or, Common and Special Mercies

1 We bless the Lord, the just, the good,
Who fills our hearts with heav'nly food;
Who pours his blessings from the skies
And loads our days with rich supplies.

2 He sends his sun his circuit round,
To cheer the fruits to warm the ground;
He bids the clouds with plenteous rain
Refresh the thirsty earth again.

3 'Tis to his care we owe our breath,
And all our near escapes from death:
Safety and health to God belong;
He heals the weak, and guards the strong.

4 He makes the saint and sinner prove
The common blessings of his love;
But the wide diff'rence that remains,
Is endless joy, or endless pains.

5 The Lord that bruis'd the serpent's head,
On all the serpent's seed shall tread,
The stubborn sinner's hope confound,
And smite him with a lasting wound.

6 But his right hand his saints shall raise
From the deep earth or deeper seas,
And bring them to his courts above;
There shall they taste his special love.

Text Information

• First Line: We bless the Lord, the just, the good
• Title: Praise for Temporal Blessings; or, Common and Special Mercies
• Meter: Long Metre
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1793
• Scripture:
  Psalm 68:19-22
  ;
  Psalm 68:9
• Notes: Now Public Domain. Third Part

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