Light and Life ‎#107

107. He knows

1 The pity of the Lord,
To those that fear his name,
Is such as tender parents feel;
He knows our feeble frame.

2 He knows we are but dust,
Scattered with every breath;
His anger, like a rising wind,
Can send us swift to death.

3 Our days are like the grass
Or like the morning flower,
If one sharp blast sweep o'er the field,
It withers in an hour.

4 But thy compassions, Lord,
To endless years endure;
And children's children ever find
Thy word of promise sure.

Text Information

• First Line: The pity of the Lord
• Title: He knows
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1881
• Notes: Public Domain.

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