Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P119g (1766) Lyrics: 1 Let all the Heathen Writers join
To form one perfect Book;
Great GOD, if once compar'd with thine,
How mean their Writings look.
2 Not the most perfect Rules they gave
Could shew one Sin forgiv'n,
Nor lead a Step beyond the Grave;
But thine conduct to Heav'n.
3 I've seen an End to what we call
Perfection here below;
How short the Pow'rs of Nature fall,
And can no further go.
4 Yet Men would fain be just with God,
By Works their Hands have wrought;
But thy Commands, exceeding broad,
Extend to ev'ry Thought.
5 In vain we boast Perfection here,
While Sin defiles our Frame;
And sinks our Virtues down so far,
They scarce deserve the Name.
6 Our faith, and Love, and ev'ry Grace,
Fall far below thy Word;
But perfect Truth and Righteousness
Dwell only with the Lord.
Topics: Instruction from Scripture; Counsel and Support from God; Delight in Law of God; Nature and Scripture; Scripture Perfections Scripture: Psalm 119:96 Languages: English
Let all the Heathen Writers join