CXVIII. Patience, O 'tis a grace divine

1 Patience, O 'tis a grace divine
Sent from the God of pow'r and love,
That leans upon its father's arm,
As thro' the wilds of life we rove.

2 By patience we serenely bear
The troubles of our mortal state,
And wait contented our discharge,
Nor think our glory comes too late.

3 O for this grace to aid us on,
And arm with fortitude the breast,
Till, life's tumultuous voyage o'er,
We reach the shores of endless rest.

4 Faith into vision shall resign,
Hope shall in full fruition die,
And patience in possession end,
In the bright worlds of bliss on high.

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First Line: Patience, O 'tis a grace divine
Language: English
Publication Date: 1789
Topic: Faith, Holiness and moral Virtues: Patience
Notes: Public Domain.
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