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My Purchased FilesP139b. 'Twas from thy Hand, my GOD, I came
1 'Twas from thy Hand, my GOD, I came,
A Work of such a curious Frame;
In me thy fearful Wonders shine,
And each proclaims thy Skill divine.
2 Thine Eyes did all my Limbs survey,
Which yet in dark Confusion lay;
Thou saw'st the daily Growth they took,
Formed by the Model of thy Book.
3 By Thee my growing Parts were nam'd,
And what thy sov'reign Counsels fram'd,
The breathing Lungs, the beating Heart,
Was copy'd with unerring Art.
4 At last, to shew my Maker's Name,
GOD stamp'd his Image on my Frame,
And in some unknown Moment join'd
The finish'd Members to the Mind.
5 There the young Seeds of Thought began,
And all the Passions of the Man,
Great GOD, our infant Nature pays
Immortal Tribute to thy Praise.
Pause.
6 Lord, since in my advancing Age
I've acted on Life's busy Stage,
Thy Thoughts of Love to me surmount
The Pow'r of Numbers to recount.
7 I could survey the Ocean o'er,
And count each Sand that makes the Shore,
Before my swiftest Thoughts could trace
The num'rous Wonders of thy Grace.
8 These on my Heart are still imprest,
With these I give my Eyes to Rest;
And at my waking Hour I find
GOD and his Love possess my Mind.
| Text Information | |
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| First Line: | 'Twas from thy Hand, my GOD, I came |
| Meter: | Long Metre |
| Language: | English |
| Publication Date: | 1740 |
| Scripture: | |
| Topic: | Appeal to God: concerning our sincerity; Daily Devotion; Evening Psalm (18 more...) |
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