1 Praise, everlasting praise be paid
To him that earth's foundation laid:
Praise to the God whose strong decrees
Sway the creation as he please.
2 Praise to the goodness of the Lord,
Who rules his people by his word,
And there, as strong as his decrees,
He sets his kindest promises.
3 [Firm are the words his prophets give,
Sweet words on which his children live;
Each of them is the voice of God,
Who spoke, and spread the skies abroad.
4 Each of them pow'rful as that sound
That bid the new made world go round:
And stronger than the solid poles,
On which the wheel of nature rolls.]
5 Whence then should doubts and fears arise?
Why trickling sorrows drown our eyes?
Slowly, alas! our mind receives
The comfort that our Maker gives.
6 O for a strong and lasting faith,
To credit what th' Almighty saith!
T' embrace the message of his Son,
And call the joys of heav'n our own:
7 Then, should the earth's old pillars shake,
And all the wheels of nature break,
Our steady souls would fear no more
Than solid rocks when billows roar.
8 Our everlasting hopes arise
Above the ruinable skies,
Where the Eternal Builder reigns,
And his own courts his pow'r sustains.
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First Line: | Praise, everlasting praise be paid |
Title: | The truth of God the promiser: or, the promises are our security |
Meter: | L. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1793 |