CXXXVIc | The Psalms of David#CXXXVIII | CXXXIXa |
1 With all my pow'rs of heart and tongue,
I'll praise my Maker in my song:
Angels shall hear the notes I raise,
Approve the song, and join the praise.
2 Angels that make thy church their care,
Shall witness my devotions there,
While holy zeal directs my eyes
To thy fair temple in the skies.
3 I'll sing thy truth and mercy LORD;
I'll sing the wonders of thy word;
Not all the works and names below
So much thy pow'r and glory show.
4 To GOD I cry'd when troubles rose;
He heard me, and subdu'd my foes:
He did my rising fears controul,
And strength diffus'd thro' all my soul.
5 The GOD of heav'n maintains his state,
Frowns on the proud, and scorns the great;
But from his throne descends to see
The sons of hymble poverty.
6 Amidst a thousand snares I stand,
Upheld and guarded by thy hand;
Thy words my fainting soul revive,
And keep my dying faith alive.
7 Grace will compleat what grace begins,
To save from sorrows or from sins:
The work that wisdom undertakes,
Eternal mercy ne'er forsakes.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | With all my pow'rs of heart and tongue |
Title: | Restoring and preserving Grace |
Meter: | Long Metre |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1780 |
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Notes: | Public Domain. |