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| VIII | Appendix, Containing a Number of Hymns Taken Chiefly from Dr. Watts's Scriptural Collection#IX | X |
1 Now shall my inward Joy arise,
and burst into a Song;
Almighty Love inspires my Heart,
and Pleasure tunes my Tongue.
2 God on his thirsty Sion-Hill
some Mercy Drops has thrown,
And solemn Oaths have bound his Love
to show'r Salvation down.
3 Why do we then indulge our Fears,
Suspicions, and Complaints;
Is He a God, and shall his Grace
grow weary of his Saints?
4 Can a kind Woman e'er forget
The Infant of her Womb,
Among a thousand tender Thoughts
her Suckling have no room?
5 "Yet, saith the Lord, should Nature change,
"and Mothers Monsters prove,
"Sion still dwells upon the Heart
"of everlasting Love.
6 "Deep on the Palms of both my Hands
"I have engrav'd her Name;
"My Hands shall raise her ruin'd Walls
"and build her broken Frame.
| Text Information | |
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| First Line: | Now shall my inward Joy arise |
| Language: | English |
| Publication Date: | 1765 |
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