CCLXII | A Selection of Hymns#CCLXIII | CCLXIV |
Text: | Christian Patience |
1 Patience! O what a grace divine
Sent from the God of power and love
That leans upon its father's hand,
As thro' the wilds of life we rove.
2 By patience we serenely bear
The troubles of our mortal state,
And wait contented our discharge,
Nor think our glory comes too late.
3 Tho's we in full sensation feel
The weight, the wounds our God ordains,
We smile amid our heaviest woes,
And triumph in our sharpest pains.
4 O for this grace to aid us on,
And arm with fortitude the breast,
'Till, life's tumultuous voyage o'er,
We reach the shores of endless rest.
5 Faith into vision shall resign,
Hope shall in full fruition die;
And patience in possession end
In the bright worlds of bliss on high.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | Patience! O what a grace divine |
Title: | Christian Patience |
Meter: | L. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1792 |
Scripture: | |
Topic: | Graces of the Spirit: Patience; Christian patience desired |
Notes: | Public Domain. |