CIX. The spirit of God insensibly withdrawn

1 A present God is all our strength,
And all our joy and hope;
When he withdraws, our comforts die,
And every grace must droop.

2 But flattering trifles charm our hearts
To court their false embrace,
Till justly this neglected friend
Averts his angry face.

3 He leaves us and we miss him not;
But go presumptuous on,
Till baffled, wounded, and enslav'd,
We learn that God is gone.

4 And what, my soul, can then remain
One ray of light to give?
Sever'd from him, their better life,
How can his children live?

5 Hence, all ye painted forms of joy,
And leave my heart to mourn:
I would devote these eyes to tears,
Till chear'd by his return.

6 Look back, my Lord, and own the place,
Where once thy temple stood;
For lo, its ruins bear the mark
Of rich atoning blood.

Text Information
First Line: A present God is all our strength
Title: The spirit of God insensibly withdrawn
Meter: C. M.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1799
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Topic: Spirit: Withdrawn
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