1 With all my powers of heart and tongue
I'll praise my Maker in my song;
Angels shall hear the notes I raise,
Approve the song and join the praise.
[2 Angels that make thy church their care
Shall witness my devotions there,
While holy zeal directs my eyes
To thy fair temple in the skies.]
3 I'll sing thy truth and mercy, Lord,
I'll sing the wonders of thy word?
Not all the works and names below,
So much thy power and glory show.
4 To God I cry'd when troubles rose;
He heard me, and subdu'd my foes;
He did my rising fears controul,
And strength diffus'd through all my soul.
5 The God of heav'n maintains his state,
Frowns on the proud, and scorns the great;
But from his throne descends to bless
The humble souls that trust his grace.
6 Amidst a thousand snares I stand
Upheld and guarded by thy hand;
Thy words my fainting soul revive,
And keep my dying faith alive.
7 Grace will complete what grace begins,
To save from sorrows or from sins;
The work that wisdom undertakes,
Eternal mercy ne'er forsakes.
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First Line: | With all my powers of heart and tongue |
Title: | Restoring and preserving grace |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1791 |
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