1 While Men grow bold in wicked Ways,
And yet a GOD they own,
My Heart within me often says,
"Their Thoughts believe there's none."
2 Their Thoughts and Ways at once declare,
(Whate'er their Lips profess)
GOD hath no Wrath for them to fear,
Nor will they seek his Grace.
3 What strange Self-flatt'ry blinds their Eyes!
But there's a hast'ning Hour,
When they shall see with sore Surprize
The Terrors of thy Pow'r.
4 Thy Justice shall maintain its Throne,
Tho' Mountains melt away;
Thy Judgments are a World unknown,
A deep, unfathom'd Sea.
5 Above the Heav'n's created Rounds,
Thy Mercies, Lord, extend;
Thy Truth out-lives the narrow Bounds
Where Time and Nature end.
6 Safety to Man thy Goodness brings,
Nor overlooks the Beast;
Beneath the Shadow of thy Wings
Thy Children chuse to rest.
7 [From Thee, when Creature-Streams run low.
And mortal Comforts die,
Perpetual Springs of Life shall flow,
And raise our Pleasures high.
8 Tho' all created Light decay,
And Death close up our Eyes,
Thy Presence makes eternal Day,
Where Clouds can never rise.]
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First Line: | While Men grow bold in wicked Ways |
Title: | Practical Atheism expos'd; or, The Being and Attributes of God asserted |
Meter: | Common Metre |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1740 |
Scripture: | |
Topic: | Afflicted: Submission to them; Atheism: practical; Attributes of God(11 more...) |
Notes: | Public Domain. |