I.XXXIX. Now shall my inward Joys arise

1 Now shall my inward Joys arise,
And burst into a Song;
Almighty Love inspires my Heart,
And Pleasure tunes my Tongue.

2 God, on his thirsty Sion Hill
Some Mercy Drops has thrown,
And solemn Oaths have bound his Love
To show'r Salvation down.

3 Why do we then indulge our Fears,
Suspicions and Complaints?
Is he a God, and shall his Grace
Grow weary of his Saints?

4 Can a kind Woman e'er forget
The Infant of her Womb,
Among a Thousand tender Thoughts
Her Suckling have no Room?

5 Yet, saith the Lord, should Nature change,
And Mothers Monsters prove,
Sion still dwells upon the Heart
Of everlasting Love.

6 Deep on the Palms of both my Hands
I have engrav'd her Name;
My Hands shall raise her ruin'd Wall,
And build her broken Frame.

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First Line: Now shall my inward Joys arise
Language: English
Publication Date: 1766
Topic: God's Care of his church; Church: Its Safety and Protection; Love of Christ unchangeable (1 more...)
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