Come, see the wonders He hath wrought, On earth what desolation brought; How He has calmed the jarring world: He broke the warlike spear and bow; With them the thundering chariots too Into devouring flames were hurled. Submit to God's almighty sway, And earth her sovereign Lord confess : The God of Hosts conducts our arms, Our tower of refuge in alarms, As to our fathers in distress. FROM PSALM CIII. THE Lord abounds with tender love, God will not always harshly chide, But with His anger swiftly part: And loves His punishments to guide, More by His love than our desert. As high as heaven its arch extends So much His boundless love transcends As far as 'tis from east to west, So far has He our sins removed; Who, with a father's tender breast, Has such as fear Him always loved. FROM PSALM CIV. BLESS God, my soul!-Thou, Lord, alone With light Thou dost Thyself enrobe, God builds on liquid air, and forms The clouds his chariots are, and storms As bright as flame, as swift as wind, * The various troops of sea and land And have their daily alms from Thee. They gather what Thy stores disperse, Thou for a moment hid'st Thy face,— The num'rous ranks of creatures mourn; Thou tak'st their breath, all nature's race Forthwith to mother earth return. Again Thou send'st Thy Spirit forth Thus through successive ages stands, Firm fix'd, Thy providential care; Pleas'd with the work of Thy own hands, Thou dost the wastes of time repair. PSALM CXXI. To Sion's hill I lift my eyes, Then thou, my soul, in safety rest, Sheltered beneath the Almighty's wings Thou shalt securely rest, Where neither sun nor moon shall thee By day or night molest. At home, abroad, in peace, in war, Conduct thee through life's pilgrimage, Safe to thy journey's end. |