II.LXXXV | The Psalms of David#II.LXXXVI | II.LXXXVII |
1 Our Sins, alas, how strong they be!
And like a violent Sea,
They break our Duty, Lord, to Thee,
And hurry us away.
2 The Waves of Trouble, how they rise!
How loud the Tempests roar!
But Death shall land our weary Souls
Safe on the heav'nly Shore.
3 There, to fulfil his sweet Commands,
Our speedy Feet shall move,
No Sin shall clog our winged Zeal,
Or cool our burning Love.
4 There shall we sit, and sing, and tell
The Wonders of his Grace,
Till heav'nly Raptures fire our Hearts,
And smile in every Face.
5 For ever his dear sacred Name
Shall dwell upon our Tongue,
And Jesus and Salvation be
The Close of ev'ry Song.
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First Line: | Our Sins, alas, how strong they be! |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1769 |
Topic: | Blessedness and Business of Heaven; Christ: Humiliation and Exaltation; Freedom fom Sin and Misery in Heaven |