XXIX. Praise for the Peace of Conscience

1 My God, my reconciled God,
Creator of my Peace,
Thee will I love, and praise and sing,
'Till Life and Breath shall cease.

2 My Thoughts did rage, my soul was tost,
'Twas like a troubled Sea:
But what a mighty Voice is this,
Which Winds and Waves obey.

3 God spake the word, Peace and be still,
My Sins, those Mutineers,
With Speed went off, and took their Flight,
Where now are all my Fears?

4 The world can neither give nor take
Nor yet can understand,
That Peace of God which Christ hath brought
And gives me with his Hand.

5 This is my Saviour's Legacy
Confirm'd by his Decease:
Ye shall have Trouble in the World,
In me ye shall have Peace.

6 And so it is, the World doth rage,
But Peace in me doth reign:
And whilst my God maintains the Fort
Their Batt'ries are in vain.

7 The burning Bush was not consum'd,
Whilst God remained there:
The three, when Christ did make the fourth
Found Fire as meek as Air.

8 so is my Mem'ry stuffed with Sin,
Enough to make an Hell;
And yet my Conscience is not scorch'd,
For God in me doth dwell.

9 Where God doth dwell, sure Heaven is there,
And singing there must be:
Since, Lord, thy Presence makes my Heaven,
Whom shall I sing but thee.

10 My God, my reconciled God,
Creator of my Peace,
Thee will I love, and praise, and sing,
Till Life and Breath shall cease.

Text Information
First Line: My God, my reconciled God
Title: Praise for the Peace of Conscience
Language: English
Publication Date: 1774
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