II.VII | The Psalms of David#II.VIII | II.IX |
1 Hosanna, with a chearful Sound,
To God's upholding Hand;
Ten Thousand Snares attend us round,
And yet secure we stand.
2 That was a most amazing Pow'r
That rais'd us with a Word,
And every Day, and every Hour,
We lean upon the Lord.
3 The Ev'ning rests our weary Head,
And Angels guard the Room,
We wake, and we admire the Bed
That was not made our Tomb.
4 The rising Morning can't assure
That we shall end the Day,
For Death stands ready at the Door
To seize our Lives away.
5 Our Breath is forfeited by Sin
To God's avenging Law;
We own thy Grace, immortal King,
In ev'ry Gasp we draw.
6 God is our Sun, whose daily Light
Our Joy and Safety brings;
Our feeble Flesh lies safe at Night
Beneath his shady Wings.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | Hosanna, with a chearful Sound |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1769 |
Topic: | Evening and Morning Hymns; God: His Power and Goodness; God: Presence and Preserver of our Lives(3 more...) |
Notes: | Public Domain. |