P.XXX.II. Firm was my health, my day was bright

4 Firm was my health, my day was bright,
And I presum'd ’twould ne’er be night;
Fondly I said within my heart,
"Pleasure and peace, shall ne’er depart."

5 But I forgot thine arm was strong
Which made my mountain stand so long;
Soon as thy face began to hide,
My health was gone, my comforts died.

6 I cried aloud to thee my God,
“What canst thou profit by my blood?
"Deep in the dust can I declare
"Thy truth, or sing thy goodness there?

7 "Hear me, O God of grace, I said,
"And bring me from among the dead:"
Thy Word rebuked the pains I felt,
Thy pardoning love removed my guilt.

8 My groans and tears, and forms of woe,
Are turn'd to joy and praises now;
I throw my sackcloth on the ground,
And ease and gladness gird me round.

9 My tongue, the glory of my frame,
Shall ne’er be silent of thy name;
Thy praise shall sound thro' earth and heav’n,
For sickness heal'd and sins forgiv’n.

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First Line: Firm was my health, my day was bright
Meter: L. M.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1816
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Topic: Health, Sickness and Recovery
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