Thus speaks the high and lofty One;
ye tribes of earth, give ear;
The words of your Almighty King
with sacred rev’rence hear:
Amidst the majesty of heav’n
my throne is fixed on high;
And through eternity I hear
the praises of the sky:
Yet, looking down, I visit oft
the humble hallowed cell;
And with the penitent who mourn
’tis my delight to dwell;
The downcast spirit to revive,
the sad in soul to cheer;
And from the bed of dust the man
of heart contrite to rear.
With me dwells no relentless wrath
against the human race;
The souls which I have formed shall find
a refuge in my grace.
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First Line: | Thus speaks the high and lofty One |
Title: | Isaiah 57:15,16: Thus speaks the high and lofty One |
Meter: | 8,6,8,6 |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1800 |
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