Christian's Duty, exhibited in a series of hymns ‎#S74

S74. Look down, O Lord, with pitying eye

1 Look down, O Lord, with pitying eye;
See Adam's race in ruin lie;
Sin spreads its trophies o'er the ground,
And scatters slaughter'd heaps around.

2 And can these mouldering corpses live?
And can these perish'd bones revive?
That, mighty God, to thee is known;
That wondrous work is all thy own.

3 Thy ministers are sent in vain
To prophesy upon the slain;
In vain they call, in vain they cry,
Till thine almighty aid is nigh.

4 But if thy Spirit deign to breathe,
Life spreads thro' all the realms of death:
Dry bones obey thy powerful voice;
They move, they waken, they rejoice:

5 So when thy trumpet's awful sound
Shall shake the heavens and rend the ground,
Dead saints shall from their tombs arise,
And spring to life beyond the skies.

Text Information

• First Line: Look down, O Lord, with pitying eye
• Meter: L. M.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1825
• Scripture:
  Ezekiel 37:3

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