Hymns and Spiritual Songs, in Three Books ‎#II.LVII

II.LVII. The pleasures of a good conscience

1 Lord, how secure and bless'd are they
Who feel the joys of pardon'd sin!
Should storms of wrath shake earth and sea,
Their minds have heav'n and peace within.

2 The day glides sweetly o'er their heads,
Made up of innocence and love;
And soft and silent as the shades,
Their nightly minutes gently move.

3 [Quick as their thoughts their joys come on,
But fly not half so swift away:
Their souls are ever bright as noon,
And calm as summer ev'nings be.

4 How oft they look to th' heav'nly hills,
Where groves of living pleasure grow!
And longing hopes and cheerful smiles
Sit undisturb'd upon their bro.]

5 They scorn to seek earth's golden toys,
But spend the day, and share the night,
In numb'ring o'er the richer joys
That heav'n prepares for their delight.

6 While wretched we, like worms and moes,
Lie grov'ling in the dust below!
Alnight grace, renew our souls!
And we'll aspire to glory too.

Text Information

• First Line: Lord, how secure and bless'd are they
• Title: The pleasures of a good conscience
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1793

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