61a. Health, sickness, and recovery

1 Firm was my health, my day was bright,
And I presum'd ’twould ne’er be night;
Fondly I said within my heart,
"Pleasure and peace shall ne’er depart."

2 But I forgot thine arm was strong,
Which made my mountain stand so long;
Soon as thy face began to hide,
My health was gone, my comforts died.

3 I cried aloud to thee, my God;
“What canst thou profit by my blood?
"Deep in the dust can I declare
"Thy truth, or sing thy goodness there?

4 "Hear me, O God of grace, I said,
"And bring me from among the dead:"
Thy word rebuk'd the pains I felt,
Thy pard'ning love remov'd my guilt.

5 My groans, and tears, and forms of woe,
Are turn'd to joy and praises now;
I throw my sackcloth on the ground,
And ease and gladness gird me round.

6 My tongue, the glory of my frame,
Shall ne’er be silent of thy name;
Thy praise shall sound thro' earth and heav'n,
For sickness heal'd, and sins forgiv'n.

Text Information
First Line: Firm was my health, my day was bright
Title: Health, sickness, and recovery
Meter: Long Metre
Language: English
Publication Date: 1791
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Notes: Second part
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