CCLXXVIII | A Selection of Hymns#CCLXXIX | CCLXXX |
1 It is the Lord — enthron'd in light,
Whose claims are all divine;
who has an undisputed right
To govern me and mine.
2 It is the Lord — should I distrust,
Or contradict his will?
Who cannot do but what is just,
And must be righteous still.
3 It is the Lord — who gives me all
My wealth, my friends, my ease;
And of his bounties may recall
Whatever part he please.
4 It is the Lord — who can sustain
Beneath the heaviest load,
From whom assistance I obtain
To tread the thorny road.
5 It is the Lord — whose matchless skill
Can from afflictions raise
Matter eternity to fill
With ever-growing praise.
6 It is the Lord — my cov'nant God,
Thrice blessed be his name!
Whose gracious promise, seal'd with blood,
Must ever be the same.
7 His cov'nant will my soul defend,
Should nature's self expire:
And the great judge of all descend
In awful flames of fire.
8 And can my soul with hopes like these,
Be sullen, or repine?
No, gracious God, take what thou please,
I'll cheerfully resign.
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First Line: | It is the Lord— enthron'd in light |
Title: | It is the Lord— let him do as seemeth him good |
Author: | T. Greene |
Meter: | C. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1792 |
Scripture: | |
Topic: | Graces of the Spirit: Resignation; Contentment; Submission: It is the Lord |