1 My Spirit looks to GOD alone,
My Rock and Refuge is his Throne;
In all my Fears, in all my Straits,
My Soul on his Salvation waits.
2 Trust him, ye Saints, in all your Ways,
Pour out your Hearts before his Face:
When Helpers fail, and Foes invade,
GOD is our all-sufficient Aid.
3 False are the Men of high Degree,
The baser Sort are Vanity;
Laid in the Ballance both appear
Light as a Puff of empty Air.
4 Make not increasing Gold your Trust,
Nor set your Hearts on glittering Dust;
Why will you grasp the fleeting Smoke,
And not believe what God has spoke?
5 Once has his awful Voice declar'd,
Once and again my Ears have heard,
"All Pow'r is his eternal Due;
"He must be fear'd and trusted too."
6 For sov'reign Pow'r reigns not alone,
Grace is a Partner of the Throne;
Thy Grace and Justice, mighty Lord,
Shall well divide our last Reward.
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First Line: | My Spirit looks to GOD alone |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1740 |
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Topic: | Faith: in Divine grace and power; Gentiles: given to Church; Lord's day: psalm(2 more...) |
Notes: | Now Public Domain. |