II.XLVI. Up to the Lord that reigns on high

1 Up to the Lord that reigns on high,
And views the Nations from afar,
Let everlasting Praises fly,
And tell how large his Bounties are.

[2 He that can shake the Worlds he made,
Or with his Word, or with his Rod,
His Goodness how amazing great!
And what a condescending God!]

[3 God that must stoop to view the Skies,
And bow to see what Angels do,
Down to our Earth he casts his eyes,
And bends his Footsteps downwards too.]

4 He over-rules all mortal Things,
And manages our mean Affairs;
On humble Souls the King of Kings
Bestows his Counsels and his Cares.

5 Our Sorrows and our Tears we pour
Into the Bosom of our God;
He hears us in the mournful hour,
And helps us bear the heavy Load.

6 In vain might lofty Princes try
Such Condescension to perform;
For Worms were never rais'd so high,
Above their meanest Fellow-Worm.

7 O could our thankful Hearts devise
A Tribute equal to thy Grace,
To the Third Heav'n our Songs should rise,
And teach the golden Harps thy Praise.

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First Line: Up to the Lord that reigns on high
Language: English
Publication Date: 1766
Topic: Glory and Grace in the Person of Christ; Human Affairs condescended to by God; Providence (2 more...)
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