Walking on the wingëd wind,
Fear before Him, Death behind;
When the Lord came down in wrath,
Clouds and darkness girt His path.
Thence abroad His arrows flew,
Thick and fast they smote and slew;
We in dust and ashes lay,
None could help,--but all could pray.
Fervent prayer had power with God,
Caught the lightnings on its rod,
Faith and hope, amidst our bands,
Holding up its weary hands.
Prayer prevail'd amidst despair,
God delights to honour prayer;
Judgment laid its terrors by,
Mercy beam'd o'er earth and sky.
Now be sorrow turned to song,
Let the bruised reed grow strong,
Smoking flax break forth and blaze,
Prayer transform itself to praise.
Let the living now record
All the goodness of the Lord;
Him let the redeem'd adore,
Go in peace, and sin no more.
Sacred Poems and Hymns
|Instances (1 - 5 of 5)||First Line||Title||Tune||Tune Key||Author||Meter||Scripture||Date||Subject||Source|
|A Collection of Hymns #171||Walking on the winged wind||1859|
|A Selection of Hymns: designed as a supplement to the "psalms and hymns" of the Presbyterian church #367||Walking on the winged wind||1861||Times and Occasions ||
|Anglican Hymn Book #328||Walking on the winged wind||77 77||1868|
|Hymns for Church and Home #164||Walking on the winged wind||Montgomery||1860|
|Sacred Poems and Hymns #291||Walking on the winged wind||Walking on the winged wind||James Montgomery||18.104.22.168||1854|