1 When GOD reveal'd his gracious Name,
And chang'd my mournful State,
My Rapture seem'd a pleasing Dream,
The Grace appear'd so great.
2 The World beheld the glorious Change,
And did thy Hand confess;
My Tongue broke out in unknown Strains,
And sung surprising Grace.
3 Great is the Work, my Neighbours cry'd,
And own'd the Power divine;
Great is the Work, my Heart reply'd,
And be the Glory thine.
4 The Lord can clear the darkest Skies,
Can give us Day for Night;
Make Drops of sacred Sorrow rise
To Rivers of Delight.
5 Let those that sow in Sadness wait
Till the fair Harvest come,
They shall confess their Sheaves are great,
And shout the Blessings home.
6 Though Seed lie bury'd long in Dust;
It shan't deceive their Hope;
The precious Grain can ne'er be lost,
For Grace insures the Crop.
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First Line: | When GOD reveal'd his gracious Name |
Title: | The Joy of a remarkable Convesion;, or, Melancholy removed |
Meter: | Common Metre |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1740 |
Scripture: | |
Topic: | Deliverance: by prayer; Deliverance: surprising; Harvest(3 more...) |