Ps.291. Psalm 125

Firm and unmoved are they
That rest their souls on God;
Firm as the mount where David dwelt,
Or where the ark abode.

As mountains stood to guard
The city's sacred ground,
So God and his almighty love
Embrace his saints around.

What though the Father's rod
Drop a chastising stroke,
Yet, lest it wound their souls too deep,
Its fury shall be broke.

Deal gently, Lord, with those
Whose faith and pious fear,
Whose hope, and love, and every grace,
Proclaim their hearts sincere.

Nor shall the tyrant's rage
Too long oppress the saint;
The God of Isr'el will support
His children lest they faint.

But if our slavish fear
Will choose the road to hell,
We must expect our portion there,
Where bolder sinners dwell.

Text Information
First Line: Firm and unmoved are they
Title: Psalm 125
Author: Isaac Watts
Meter: S. M.
Scripture: Psalm 125
Topic: Grace: tried by afflictions; Saints: tried and preserved; Trial: of our graces by afflictions2 more...
Language: English
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