II.LVII. Lord, how secure and blest are they

1 Lord, how secure and blest are they,
Who feel the Joys of pardon'd Sin;
Should Storms of Wrath shake Earth and Sea,
Their Minds have Heav'n and Peace within.

2 The Day glides sweetly o'er their Heads,
Made up of Innocence and Love;
And soft and silent as the Shades,
Their nightly Minutes gently move.

[3 Quick as their Thoughts their Joys come on,
But fly not half so swift away,
Their Souls are ever bright as Noon,
And calm as Summer Ev'nings be.

4 How oft they look to heav'nly Hills,
Where Groves of living Pleasure grow,
And longing Hopes and chearful Smiles
Sit undisturb'd upon their Brow.]

5 They scorn to seek our golden Toys,
But spend the Day, and share the Night
In numb'ring o'er the richer Joys
That Heav'n prepares for their Delight.

6 While wretched we like Worms and Moles
Lie grov'ling in the Dust below;
Almighty Grace, renew our Souls,
And we'll aspire to Glory too.

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First Line: Lord, how secure and blest are they
Language: English
Publication Date: 1766
Topic: Heavenly Mindedness; Pleasure of a Good Conscience
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