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Text:Divine Drawing celebrated, or, Gratitude the Spring of true Religion

LXXXVI. Divine Drawing celebrated, or, Gratitude the Spring of true Religion

1 My God, what silken cords are thine!
How soft, and yet how strong!
While power, and truth, and love combine
To draw our souls along.

2 Thou saw'st us crush'd beneath the yoke
Of satan and of sin:
Thy hand the iron bondage broke,
Our worthless hearts to win.

3 The guilt of twice ten thousand sins
One moment takes away;
And grace, when first the war begins,
Secures the crowning day.

4 Comfort thro' all this vale of tears
In rich profusion flows,
And glory of unnumber'd years
Eternity bestows.

5 Drawn by such cords we onward move,
'Till round thy throne we meet;
And captives in the chains of love,
Embrace our Conqueror's feet.

Text Information
First Line: My God, what silken cords are thine!
Title: Divine Drawing celebrated, or, Gratitude the Spring of true Religion
Meter: C. M.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1816
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