Poems on Subjects Chiefly Devotional, Vol. 1 ‎#83

83. Hope encouraged in the contemplation of the Divine Perfections

I. Why sinks my weak desponding mind?
Why heaves my heart the anxious sigh?
Can sov'reign goodness be unkind?
Am I not safe, if God is nigh?

II. He holds all nature in his hand:
That gracious hand on which I live,
Does life, and time, and death command,
And has immortal joys to give.

III. 'Tis he supports this fainting frame,
On him alone my hopes recline;
The wondrous glories of his name,
How wide they spread! how bright they shine!

IV. Infinite wisdom! boundless pow'r!
Unchanging faithfulness and love!
Here let me trust, while I adore,
Nor from my refuge e'er remove.

V. My God, if thou art mine indeed,
Then I have all my heart can crave;
A present help in times of need,
Still kind to hear, and strong to save.

VI. Forgive my doubts, O gracious Lord,
And ease the sorrows of my breast;
Speak to my heart the healing word,
That thou art mine,—and I am blest.

Text Information

• First Line: Why sinks my weak desponding mind?
• Title: Hope encouraged in the contemplation of the Divine Perfections
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1760

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