|Text:||Let All The Heathen Writers Join|
|Composer:||Solomon W. Straub|
1 Let all the heathen writers join
To form one perfect book;
Great God! if once compared with Thine,
How mean their writings look!
2 Not the most perfect rules they gave
Could show one sin forgiv’n,
Nor lead a step beyond the grave;
But Thine conduct to Heav’n.
3 I’ve seen an end to what we call
Perfection here below;
How short the powers of nature fall,
And can no further go!
4 Yet men would fain be just with God
By works their hands have wrought;
But Thy commands, exceeding broad,
Extend to every thought.
5 In vain we boast perfection here,
While sin defiles our frame,
And sinks our virtues down so far,
They scarce deserve the name.
6 Our faith and love, and every grace
Fall far below Thy Word;
But perfect truth and righteousness
Dwell only with the Lord.
|First Line:||Let all the heathen writers join|
|Title:||Let All The Heathen Writers Join|
|Source:||The Psalms of David, 1719|
|GOD SEES THE LITTLE SPARROW FALL (Trinity Hymnal 135)|
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