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II.LXVIII | The Psalms of David#II.LXIX | II.LXX |
[1 Begin, my Tongue, some heav'nly Theme,
And speak some boundless Thing,
The mighty Works, or mightier Name,
Of our Eternal King.
2 Tell of his wond'rous Faithfulness,
And sound his Pow'r abroad,
Sing the sweet Promise of his Grace,
And the performing God.
3 Proclaim Salvation from the Lord
For wretchd dying Men;
His Hand has writ the sacred Word
With an immortal Pen.
4 Engrav'd, as in eternal Brass
The mighty Promise shines;
Nor can the Pow'rs of Darkness raze
Those everlasting Lines.]
[5 He that can dash whole Worlds to Death,
And make them when he please,
He speaks, and that Almighty Breath
Fulfils his great Decrees.
6 His very Word of Grace is strong,
As that which built the Skies,
The Voice that rolls the Stars along,
Speaks all the Promises.
7 He said, Let the wide Heav'n be spread;
And Heav'n was stretch'd abroad!
Abr'am, I'll be thy God, he said,
And he was Abra'm's God.
8 O might I hear thine heav'nly Tongue
But whisper, Thou art mine,
Those gentle Words should raise my Song
To Notes almost divine.
9 How would my leaping Heart rejoice,
And think my Heav'n secure!
I trust the All-creating Voice,
And Faith desires no more.]
Text Information | |
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First Line: | Begin my Tongue some heav'nly Theme |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1766 |
Topic: | Faithfulness of God's Promises; God: His Truth; Security i Promises |