II.CXXX | The Psalms of David#II.CXXXI | II.CXXXII |
1 Let everlasting Glories crown
Thy Head, my Saviour and my Lord;
Thy Hands have brought Salvation down,
And writ the Blessings in thy Word.
[2 What if we trace the Globe around,
And search from Britain to Japan,
There shall be no Religion found
So just to God, so safe for Man.]
3 In vain the trembling Conscience seeks
Some solid Ground to rest upon;
With long Despair the Spirit breaks,
Till we apply to Christ alone.
4 How well thy blessed Truths agree!
How wise and holy thy Commands!
Thy Promises, how firm they be!
How firm our Hope and Comfort stands!
[5 Not the feign'd fields of Heath'nish Bliss
Could raise such Pleasures in the Mind;
Nor does the Turkish Paradise
Pretend to Joys so well refin'd.]
6 Should all the Forms that Men devise
Assault my Faith with treach'rous Art,
I'd call them Vanity and Lies,
And bind the Gospel to my Heart.
Text Information | |
---|---|
First Line: | Let everlasting Glories crown |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1769 |
Topic: | Excellency of the Christian Religion |