Thus speaks the heathen: How shall man
the Pow’r Supreme adore?
With what accepted off’rings come
his mercy to implore?
Shall clouds of incense to the skies
with grateful odour speed?
Or victims from a thousand hills
upon the altar bleed?
Does justice nobler blood demand
to save the sinner’s life?
Shall, trembling, in his offspring’s side
the father plunge the knife?
No: God rejects the bloody rites
which blindfold zeal began;
His oracles of truth proclaim
the message brought to man.
He what is good hath clearly shown,
O favoured race! to thee;
And what doth God require of those
who bend to him the knee?
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Thy deeds, let sacred justice rule;
thy heart, let mercy fill;
And, walking humbly with thy God,
to him resign thy will.
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First Line: | Thus speaks the heathen: How shall man |
Title: | Micah 6:6-9: Thus speaks the heathen: How shall man |
Meter: | 8,6,8,6 |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1800 |
Scripture: | |
Notes: | Public Domain. |