Hymnal: The Psalms of David #II.LXXIV (1766) Lyrics: 1 Is this the kind Return,
And these the Thanks we owe,
Thus to abuse eternal Love,
Whence all our Blessings flow!
2 To what a stubborn Frame
Has Sin reduc'd our Mind?
What strange rebellious Wretches we,
And God as strangely kind.
3 On us he bids the Sun
Shed his reviving Rays,
For us the Skies their Circles run,
To lengthen out our Days.
4 The Brutes obey their God,
And bow their Necks to Men,
But we more base, more brutish Things,
Reject his easy Reign.
5 Turn, turn us, mighty God,
And mould our Souls afresh,
Break, sov'reign Grace, these Hearts of Stone,
And give us Hearts of flesh.
6 Let old Ingratitude
Provoke our weeping Eyes,
And hourly, as new Mercies fall
Let hourly Thanks arise. Topics: Complaint of Ingratitude; Goodness of God; Patience of God producing Repentance Languages: English
Is this the kind Return