He's trebly blest, who dreads th' omniscient God

He's trebly blest, who dreads th' omniscient God

Author: Thomas Cradock
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1 He's trebly blest, who dreads th' omniscient God,
And in his perfect way with fear has trod,
2 Himself and his kind providence's care;
The produce of his hands he long shall share,
3 His wife, chaste object of his faithful loves,
Fills all his wishes, and his joys improves;
Like beauteous olives in a fruitful soil,
His children croud his board, and crown his toil.
4 Thus blest he lives--his God will still bestow;
Still from his God incessant bounties flow;
And, more t' enhance his happiness, he sees
His country blest with opulence and peace;
6 He sees his own and country's welfare join'd,
While fond parental transports fill his mind;
He sees his race of ev'ry good possest,
Thanks his kind God, and dies supremely blest.

Source: New Version of the Psalms of David #CXXVIII

Author: Thomas Cradock

Rector of St. Thomas's, Baltimore County, Maryland Go to person page >

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First Line: He's trebly blest, who dreads th' omniscient God
Author: Thomas Cradock
Language: English
Publication Date: 1756
Copyright: This text in in the public domain in the United States because it was published before 1923.
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