1 Thro' all the various shifting scene
Of life's mistaken ill or good;
Thy hand, O God, conducts unseen
The beautiful vicissitude.
2 Thou givest with paternal care,
Howe'er unjustly we complain,
To each their necessary share
Of joy and sorrow, health and pain.
3 Trust we to youth, or friends, or power,
Fix we on this terrestrial ball?
When most secure, the coming hour,
If thou see fit, may blast them all.
4 When lowest sunk with grief and shame,
Fill'd with affliction's bitter cup,
Lost to relations, friends, and fame,
Thy pow'rful hand can raise us up.
5 Thy pow'rful consolations cheer,
Thy smiles suppress the deep-fetch'd sigh,
Thy hand can dry the trickling tear
That secret wets the orphan's eye.
6 Thus far sustain'd, and cloath'd and fed,
Through life's tumultuous scenes we've come;
Give us this day our daily bread,
And lead and bring us safely home.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | Thro' all the various shifting scene |
Title: | Give us this day our daily Bread |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1789 |
Topic: | Heidelberg Catechism: Lord's Day 50 |
Notes: | Now Public Domain. |