I Thro' all the changing scenes of life,
In trouble and in joy,
The praises of my God shall still
My heart and tongue employ.
II Of his deliv'rance I will boast,
Till all that are distrest,
From my example comfort take,
And charm their griefs to rest.
III O! magnify the Lord with me;
With me exalt his name,
When in distress to Him I call'd,
He to my rescue came.
IV Their dropping hearts were soon refresh'd,
Who look'd to him for aid;
Desir'd success in ev'ry face
A cheerful air display'd.
V "Behold, say they, behold the man
"Whom Providence reliev'd;
"So dang'rously with foes beset,
"So wond'rously retriev'd!"
VI The hosts of God encamp around
The dwellings of the just;
Deliv'rance he affords to all
Who on his succour trust.
VII O! make but trial of his love,
Experience will decide,
How blest they are, and only they,
Who in his truth confide.
VII Fear him, ye saints, and you will then
Have nothing else to fear:
Make you his service your delight,
He'll make your wants his care
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First Line: | Thro' all the changing scenes of life |
Meter: | Short Metre |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1787 |