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202. Whence do our mournful thoughts arise?

Whence do our mournful thoughts arise?
And where's our courage fled?
Have restless sin and raging hell
Struck all our comforts dead?

Have we forgot th' almighty name
That formed the earth and sea?
And can an all-creating arm
Grow weary or decay?

Treasures of everlasting might
In our Jehovah dwell;
He gives the conquest to the weak
And treads their foes to hell.

Mere mortal power shall fade and die,
And youthful vigor cease:
But we that wait upon the Lord
Shall feel our strength increase.

The saints shall mount on eagles' wings,
And taste the promised bliss,
Till their unwearied feet arrive
Where perfect pleasure is.

Text Information
First Line: Whence do our mournful thoughts arise?
Author: Isaac Watts
Meter: C. M.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1835
Scripture: ;
Topic: Resurrection: and death of Christ; Christ: his all-sufficiency; Christ: his death and resurrection (18 more...)
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