II.XV | The Psalms of David#II.XVI | II.XVII |
7 Lord, what a Heav'n of saving Grace
Shines through the beauties of thy Face,
And lights our Passions to a Flame!
Lord, how we love thy charming Name!
8 When I can say, My God is mine!
When I can feel thy Glories shine,
I tread the World beneath my Feet,
And all that Earth calls Good or Great.
9 While such a Scene of sacred Joys
Our raptur'd Eyes and Souls employs;
Here we could sit, and gaze away,
A long, an everlasting Day.
10 Well, we shall quickly pass the Night,
To the fair Coasts of perfect Light;
Then shall our joyful Senses rove
O'er the dear Object of our Love.
[11 There shall we drink full Draughts of bliss,
And pluck new Life from heav'nly Trees:
Yet now and then, dear Lord, bestow
A drop of Heav'n on Worms below.
12 Send Comforts down from thy Right Hand,
While we pass through this barren Land,
And in thy Temple let us see
A Glimpse of Love, a Glimpse of Thee.]
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First Line: | Lord, what a Heav'n of saving Grace |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1769 |
Topic: | Communion between Christ and the Church; Delight in Converse with Christ; God: Eternity(2 more...) |