CLIX. Eternal praises to the Lord

1 Eternal praises to the Lord,
Come let us join to give;
By his protection and his guard
We are yet spar'd to live.

2 Whilst many of our fellow-men,
Were quickly call'd away:
When in distress, and grief, and pain,
They dropt their house of clay.

3 By grace, it is our happy lot:
To have respite of days;
It is God's will, that we should not
Depart, without his grace.

4 May we be wise and ne'er forget,
The troubles we were in!
With sickness, pain,and death beset:
As just reward for sin.

5 But he has turn'd his gracious hand,
And laid his vengeance by;
Still calls on this, our guilty land:
Turn ye, why will ye die.

6 Then let us thank and praise our God,
By whom we have been spar'd;
And bear with his correcting rod,
Till we are well prepar'd.

Text Information
First Line: Eternal praises to the Lord
Meter: C. M.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1816
Topic: Thanksgiving after Diseases
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