1 The rush may rise where waters flow,
and flags beside the stream;
but soon their verdure fades and dies
before the scorching beam:
2 So is the sinner’s hope cut off;
or, if it transient rise,
’tis like the spider’s airy web,
from ev'ry breath that flies.
3 Fix'd on his house he leans; his house
and all its props decay:
he holds it fast; but, while he holds,
the tott’ring frame gives way.
4 Fair, in his garden, to the sun,
his boughs with verdure smile;
and, deeply fix'd, his spreading roots
unshaken stand a while.
5 But forth the sentence flies from Heav’n,
that sweeps him from his place;
which then denies him for its lord,
nor owns it knew his face.
6 Lo! this the joy of wicked men,
who Heav’n’s high laws despise:
they quickly fall; and in their room
as quickly others rise.
7 But, for the just, with gracious care,
God will his pow'r employ;
he’ll teach their lips to sing his praise,
and fill their hearts with joy.
Though no firm documentation exists, ST. ANNE was probably composed by William Croft (PHH 149), possibly when he was organist from 1700-1711 at St. Anne's Church in Soho, London, England. (According to tradition, St. Anne was the mother of the Virgin Mary.) The tune was first published in A Suppleme…