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The Goodness of GOD
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #267a (1740) Topics: Compassion of God First Line: Sweet is the Mem'ry of thy Grace Lyrics: 1 Sweet is the Mem'ry of thy Grace,
My GOD my heav'nly King;
Let Age to Age thy Rightousness
In Sounds of Glory sing.
2 GOD reigns on high, but not confines
His Goodness to the Skies;
Through the whole Earth his Bounty shines,
And ev'ry Want supplies.
3 With longing Eyes thy Creatures wait
On Thee for daily Food,
Thy lib'ral Hand provides them Meat,
And fills their Mouths with Good.
4 How kind are thy Compassions Lord!
How slow thine Anger moves!
But soon he sends his pard'ning Word
To chear the Souls he loves.
5 Creatures, with all their endless Race
Thy Pow'r and Praise proclaim;
But Saints that taste thy richer Grace
Delight to bless thy Name. Scripture: Psalm 145:7-13 Languages: English
The Goodness of GOD
Motives to Gratitude
Hymnal: The Psalter #283 (1912) Topics: God Compassion of First Line: O come, my soul, bless thou the Lord thy Maker Refrain First Line: Bless Him, ye angels, wondrous in might Lyrics: 1 O come, my soul, bless thou the Lord thy Maker,
And all within me, bless His holy Name;
Bless thou the Lord, forget not all His mercies,
His pard'ning grace and saving love proclaim.
Refrain:
Bless Him, ye angels, wondrous in might,
Bless Him, His servants that in His will delight.
2 Good is the Lord and full of kind compassion,
Most slow to anger, plenteous in love;
Rich is His grace to all that humbly seek Him,
Boundless and endless as the heav'ns above. [Refrain]
3 His love is like a father's to his children,
Tender and kind to all who fear His Name;
For well He knows our weakness and our frailty,
He knows that we are dust, He knows our frame. [Refrain]
4 We fade and die like flow'rs that grow in beauty,
Like tender grass that soon will disappear;
But evermore the love of God is changeless,
Still shown to those who look to Him in fear. [Refrain]
5 High in the heav'ns His throne is fixed forever,
His kingdom rules o'er all from pole to pole;
Bless ye the Lord through all His wide dominion,
Bless His most holy Name, O thou my soul. [Refrain] Scripture: Psalm 103 Languages: English Tune Title: TUNBRIDGE
Motives to Gratitude
The Wonders of Divine Grace
Hymnal: The Psalter #284 (1912) Topics: God Compassion of First Line: O come, my soul, bless the Lord our Maker Refrain First Line: Bless Him, ye angels, wondrous in might Lyrics: 1 O come, my soul, bless thou the Lord thy Maker,
And all within me, bless His holy Name;
Bless thou the Lord, forget not all His mercies,
His pard'ning grace and saving love proclaim.
Refrain:
Bless Him, ye angels, wondrous in might,
Bless Him, His servants that in His will delight.
2 Good is the Lord and full of kind compassion,
Most slow to anger, plenteous in love;
Rich is His grace to all that humbly seek Him,
Boundless and endless as the heav'ns above. [Refrain]
3 His love is like a father's to his children,
Tender and kind to all who fear His Name;
For well He knows our weakness and our frailty,
He knows that we are dust, He knows our frame. [Refrain]
4 We fade and die like flow'rs that grow in beauty,
Like tender grass that soon will disappear;
But evermore the love of God is changeless,
Still shown to those who look to Him in fear. [Refrain]
5 High in the heav'ns His throne is fixed forever,
His kingdom rules o'er all from pole to pole;
Bless ye the Lord thro' all His wide dominion,
Bless His most holy Name, O thou my soul. [Refrain] Scripture: Psalm 103 Languages: English Tune Title: PILGRIMS
The Wonders of Divine Grace
The Divine Nature, Providence, and Grace
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's imitation of the Psalms of David, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (3rd ed.) #259 (1786) Topics: Compassion of God; Compassion of God First Line: Praise ye the Lord; 'tis good to raise Lyrics: 1 Praise ye the Lord; 'tis good to raise
Our hearts and voices in his praise;
His nature and his works invite
To make this duty our delight.
2 The Lord builds up Jerusalem,
And gathers nations to his name;
His mercy melts the stubborn soul,
And makes the broken spirit whole.
3 He form'd the stars, those heav'nly flames,
He counts their numbers, calls their names,
His sovereign wisdom knows no bound,
A deep where all great thoughts are drown'd.
4 Great is the Lord, and great his might;
And all his glories infinite:
He crowns the meek, rewards the just,
And treads the wicked to the dust.
Pause.
5 Sing to the Lord, exalt him high,
Who spreads his clouds around the sky;
There he prepares the fruitful rain,
Nor lets the drops descend in vain.
6 He makes the grass the hills adorn,
And clothes the smiling fields with corn;
The beasts with food his hands supply,
And feeds the ravens when they cry.
7 What is the creature's skill or force?
The vigorous man, the warlike horse,
The sprightly wit, the active limb
All are too mean delights for him.
8 But saints are lovely in his sight;
He views his children with delight;
He sees their hope, he knows their fear,
And finds and loves his image there. Scripture: Psalm 147 Languages: English
The Divine Nature, Providence, and Grace
The Divine Nature, Providence, and Grace
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #259 (1790) Topics: Compassion of God; Compassion of God First Line: Praise ye the Lord; 'tis good to raise Lyrics: 1 Praise ye the Lord; 'tis good to raise
Our hearts and voices in his praise;
His nature and his works invite
To make this duty our delight.
2 The Lord builds up Jerusalem,
And gathers nations to his name;
His mercy melts the stubborn soul,
And makes the broken spirit whole.
3 He form'd the stars, those heav'nly flames,
He counts their numbers, calls their names,
His sovereign wisdom knows no bound,
A deep where all great thoughts are drown'd.
4 Great is the Lord, and great his might;
And all his glories infinite:
He crowns the meek, rewards the just,
And treads the wicked to the dust.
Pause.
5 Sing to the Lord, exalt him high,
Who spreads his clouds around the sky;
There he prepares the fruitful rain,
Nor lets the drops descend in vain.
6 He makes the grass the hills adorn,
And clothes the smiling fields with corn;
The beasts with food his hands supply,
And feeds the ravens when they cry.
7 What is the creature's skill or force?
The vigorous man, the warlike horse,
The sprightly wit, the active limb
All are too mean delights for him.
8 But saints are lovely in his sight;
He views his children with delight;
He sees their hope, he knows their fear,
And finds and loves his image there. Scripture: Psalm 147 Languages: English
The Divine Nature, Providence, and Grace
Summer and Winter
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's imitation of the Psalms of David, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (3rd ed.) #260 (1786) Topics: Compassion of God; Compassion of God First Line: Let Zion praise the mighty God Lyrics: 1 Let Zion praise thy mighty God,
And make his honours known abroad;
For sweet the joy, our songs to raise,
And glorious is the work of praise.
2 Our children live secure and blest;
Our shores have peace, our cities rest;
He feeds our sons with finest wheat,
And adds his blessing to their meat.
3 The changing seasons he ordains,
The early and the latter rains;
His flakes of snow like wool he sends,
And thus the springing corn defends.
4 With hoary frost he strews the ground:
His hail descends with dreadful sound:
The icy bands the rivers hold,
And terror arms his wintry cold.
5 He bids the southern breezes blow;
The ice dissolves, the waters flow:
But he hath nobler works and ways
To call his people to his praise.
6 Thro' all our realm his laws are shown;
His gospel through the nation known;
He hath not thus reveal'd his word
To every land: praise ye the Lord. Scripture: Psalm 147 Languages: English
Summer and Winter
Summer and Winter
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #260 (1790) Topics: Compassion of God; Compassion of God First Line: Let Zion praise the mighty God Lyrics: 1 Let Zion praise thy mighty God,
And make his honours known abroad;
For sweet the joy, our songs to raise,
And glorious is the work of praise.
2 Our children live secure and blest;
Our shores have peace, our cities rest;
He feeds our sons with finest wheat,
And adds his blessing to their meat.
3 The changing seasons he ordains,
The early and the latter rains;
His flakes of snow like wool he sends,
And thus the springing corn defends.
4 With hoary frost he strews the ground:
His hail descends with dreadful sound:
The icy bands the rivers hold,
And terror arms his wintry cold.
5 He bids the southern breezes blow;
The ice dissolves, the waters flow:
But he hath nobler works and ways
To call his people to his praise.
6 Thro' all our realm his laws are shown;
His gospel through the nation known;
He hath not thus reveal'd his word
To every land: praise ye the Lord. Scripture: Psalm 147 Languages: English
Summer and Winter
The Seasons of the Year
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's imitation of the Psalms of David, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (3rd ed.) #261a (1786) Topics: Compassion of God; Compassion of God First Line: With songs and honours sounding loud Lyrics: 1 With songs and honuors sounding loud,
Address the Lord on high;
Over the heavens he spreads his cloud,
And waters veil the sky.
2 He sends his showers of blessing down
To cheer the plains below;
He makes the grass the mountains crown,
And corn in valleys grow.
3 He gives the grazing ox his meat,
He hears the ravens cry;
But man who tastes his finest wheat,
Should raise his honours high.
4 His steady counsels change the face
Of the declining year;
He bids the sun cut short his race,
And wintry days appear.
5 His hoary frost, his fleecy snow
Descend and clothe the ground;
The liquid streams forbear to flow,
In icy fetters bound.
6 When from the dreadful stores on high
He pours the sounding hail,
The wretch that dares his God defy
Shall find his courage fail.
7 He sends his word and melts the snow,
The fields no longer mourn;
He calls the warmer gales to blow,
And bids the spring return.
8 The changing wind, the flying cloud,
Obey his mighty word:
With songs and honours sounding loud
Praise ye the sovereign Lord. Scripture: Psalm 147:13-18 Languages: English
The Seasons of the Year
The Seasons of the Year
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #261a (1790) Topics: Compassion of God; Compassion of God First Line: With songs and honours sounding loud Lyrics: 1 With songs and honours sounding loud,
Address the Lord on high;
Over the heavens he spreads his cloud,
And waters veil the sky.
2 He sends his showers of blessing down
To cheer the plains below;
He makes the grass the mountains crown,
And corn in valleys grow.
3 He gives the grazing ox his meat,
He hears the ravens cry;
But man who tastes his finest wheat,
Should raise his honours high.
4 His steady counsels change the face
Of the declining year;
He bids the sun cut short his race,
And wintry days appear.
5 His hoary frost, his fleecy snow
Descend and clothe the ground;
The liquid streams forbear to flow,
In icy fetters bound.
6 When from the dreadful stores on high
He pours the sounding hail,
The wretch that dares his God defy
Shall find his courage fail.
7 He sends his word and melts the snow,
The fields no longer mourn;
He calls the warmer gales to blow,
And bids the spring return.
8 The changing wind, the flying cloud,
Obey his mighty word:
With songs and honours sounding loud
Praise ye the sovereign Lord. Scripture: Psalm 147:13-18 Languages: English
The Seasons of the Year
The Divine Nature, Providence, and Grace
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David, corrected and enlarged, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (2nd ed.) #276 (1786) Topics: Compassion of God; Compassion of God First Line: Praise ye the Lord; 'tis good to raise Lyrics: 1 Praise ye the Lord; 'tis good to raise
Our hearts and voices in his praise;
His nature and his works invite
To make this duty our delight.
2 The Lord builds up Jerusalem,
And gathers nations to his name;
His mercy melts the stubborn soul,
And makes the broken spirit whole.
3 He form'd the stars, those heav'nly flames,
He counts their numbers, calls their names,
His sovereign wisdom knows no bound,
A deep where all great thoughts are drown'd.
4 Great is the Lord, and great his might;
And all his glories infinite:
He crowns the meek, rewards the just,
And treads the wicked to the dust.
Pause.
5 Sing to the Lord, exalt him high,
Who spreads his clouds around the sky;
There he prepares the fruitful rain,
Nor lets the drops descend in vain.
6 He makes the grass the hills adorn,
And clothes the smiling fields with corn;
The beasts with food his hands supply,
And feeds the ravens when they cry.
7 What is the creature's skill or force?
The vigorous man, the warlike horse,
The sprightly wit, the active limb
All are too mean delights for him.
8 But saints are lovely in his sight;
He views his children with delight;
He sees their hope, he knows their fear,
And finds and loves his image there. Scripture: Psalm 147 Languages: English
The Divine Nature, Providence, and Grace
The Divine Nature, Providence, and Grace
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #276 (1787) Topics: Compassion of God; Compassion of God First Line: Praise ye the Lord; 'tis good to raise Lyrics: 1 Praise ye the Lord; 'tis good to raise
Our hearts and voices in his praise;
His nature and his works invite
To make this duty our delight.
2 The Lord builds up Jerusalem,
And gathers nations to his name;
His mercy melts the stubborn soul,
And makes the broken spirit whole.
3 He form'd the stars, those heav'nly flames,
He counts their numbers, calls their names,
His sovereign wisdom knows no bound,
A deep where all great thoughts are drown'd.
4 Great is the Lord, and great his might;
And all his glories infinite:
He crowns the meek, rewards the just,
And treads the wicked to the dust.
Pause.
5 Sing to the Lord, exalt him high,
Who spreads his clouds around the sky;
There he prepares the fruitful rain,
Nor lets the drops descend in vain.
6 He makes the grass the hills adorn,
And clothes the smiling fields with corn;
The beasts with food his hands supply,
And feeds the ravens when they cry.
7 What is the creature's skill or force?
The vigorous man, the warlike horse,
The sprightly wit, the active limb
All are too mean delights for him.
8 But saints are lovely in his sight;
He views his children with delight;
He sees their hope, he knows their fear,
And finds and loves his image there. Scripture: Psalm 147 Languages: English
The Divine Nature, Providence, and Grace
Summer and Winter
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David, corrected and enlarged, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (2nd ed.) #277 (1786) Topics: Compassion of God; Compassion of God First Line: Let Zion praise the mighty God Lyrics: 1 Let Zion praise thy mighty God,
And make his honours known abroad;
For sweet the joy, our songs to raise,
And glorious is the work of praise.
2 Our children live secure and blest;
Our shores have peace, our cities rest;
He feeds our sons with finest wheat,
And adds his blessing to their meat.
3 The changing seasons he ordains,
The early and the latter rains;
His flakes of snow like wool he sends,
And thus the springing corn defends.
4 With hoary frost he strews the ground:
His hail descends with dreadful sound:
The icy bands the rivers hold,
And terror arms his wintry cold.
5 He bids the southern breezes blow;
The ice dissolves, the waters flow:
But he hath nobler works and ways
To call his people to his praise.
6 Thro' all our realm his laws are shown;
His gospel through the nation known;
He hath not thus reveal'd his word
To every land: praise ye the Lord. Scripture: Psalm 147 Languages: English
Summer and Winter
Summer and Winter
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #277 (1787) Topics: Compassion of God; Compassion of God First Line: Let Zion praise the mighty God Lyrics: 1 Let Zion praise thy mighty God,
And make his honours known abroad;
For sweet the joy, our songs to raise,
And glorious is the work of praise.
2 Our children live secure and blest;
Our shores have peace, our cities rest;
He feeds our sons with finest wheat,
And adds his blessing to their meat.
3 The changing seasons he ordains,
The early and the latter rains;
His flakes of snow like wool he sends,
And thus the springing corn defends.
4 With hoary frost he strews the ground:
His hail descends with dreadful sound:
The icy bands the rivers hold,
And terror arms his wintry cold.
5 He bids the southern breezes blow;
The ice dissolves, the waters flow:
But he hath nobler works and ways
To call his people to his praise.
6 Thro' all our realm his laws are shown;
His gospel through the nation known;
He hath not thus reveal'd his word
To every land: praise ye the Lord. Scripture: Psalm 147 Languages: English
Summer and Winter
The Seasons of the Year
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David, corrected and enlarged, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (2nd ed.) #278a (1786) Topics: Compassion of God; Compassion of God First Line: With songs and honours sounding loud Lyrics: 1 With songs and honuors sounding loud,
Address the Lord on high;
Over the heavens he spreads his cloud,
And waters veil the sky.
2 He sends his showers of blessing down
To cheer the plains below;
He makes the grass the mountains crown,
And corn in valleys grow.
3 He gives the grazing ox his meat,
He hears the ravens cry;
But man who tastes his finest wheat,
Should raise his honours high.
4 His steady counsels change the face
Of the declining year;
He bids the sun cut short his race,
And wintry days appear.
5 His hoary frost, his fleecy snow
Descend and clothe the ground;
The liquid streams forbear to flow,
In icy fetters bound.
6 When from the dreadful stores on high
He pours the sounding hail,
The wretch that dares his God defy
Shall find his courage fail.
7 He sends his word and melts the snow,
The fields no longer mourn;
He calls the warmer gales to blow,
And bids the spring return.
8 The changing wind, the flying cloud,
Obey his mighty word:
With songs and honours sounding loud
Praise ye the sovereign Lord. Scripture: Psalm 147:13-18 Languages: English
The Seasons of the Year
The Seasons of the Year
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #278a (1787) Topics: Compassion of God; Compassion of God First Line: With songs and honours sounding loud Lyrics: 1 With songs and honuors sounding loud,
Address the Lord on high;
Over the heavens he spreads his cloud,
And waters veil the sky.
2 He sends his showers of blessing down
To cheer the plains below;
He makes the grass the mountains crown,
And corn in valleys grow.
3 He gives the grazing ox his meat,
He hears the ravens cry;
But man who tastes his finest wheat,
Should raise his honours high.
4 His steady counsels change the face
Of the declining year;
He bids the sun cut short his race,
And wintry days appear.
5 His hoary frost, his fleecy snow
Descend and clothe the ground;
The liquid streams forbear to flow,
In icy fetters bound.
6 When from the dreadful stores on high
He pours the sounding hail,
The wretch that dares his God defy
Shall find his courage fail.
7 He sends his word and melts the snow,
The fields no longer mourn;
He calls the warmer gales to blow,
And bids the spring return.
8 The changing wind, the flying cloud,
Obey his mighty word:
With songs and honours sounding loud
Praise ye the sovereign Lord. Scripture: Psalm 147:7-9 Languages: English
The Seasons of the Year
Sweet is the Mem'ry of thy Grace
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P145b (1766) Topics: Compassion of God Lyrics: 1 Sweet is the Mem'ry of thy Grace,
My GOD my heav'nly King;
Let Age to Age thy Rightousness
In Sounds of Glory sing.
2 GOD reigns on high, but not confines
His Goodness to the Skies;
Through the whole Earth his Bounty shines,
And ev'ry Want supplies.
3 With longing Eyes thy Creatures wait
On Thee for daily Food,
Thy lib'ral Hand provides them Meat,
And fills their Mouths with Good.
4 How kind are thy Compassions Lord!
How slow thine Anger moves!
But soon he sends his pard'ning Word
To chear the Souls he loves.
5 Creatures with all their endless Race
Thy Pow'r and Praise proclaim;
But Saints that taste thy richer Grace
Delight to bless thy Name. Scripture: Psalm 145:7-13 Languages: English
Sweet is the Mem'ry of thy Grace
Psalm 103 Part 2
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.225 (1806) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Compassion of God First Line: The Lord, how wondrous are his ways! Lyrics:
The Lord, how wondrous are his ways!
How firm his truth! how large his grace!
He takes his mercy for his throne,
And thence he makes his glories known.
Not half so high his power hath spread
The starry heav'ns above our head,
As his rich love exceeds our praise,
Exceeds the highest hopes we raise.
Not half so far hath nature placed
The rising morning from the west,
As his forgiving grace removes
The daily guilt of those he loves.
How slowly doth his wrath arise!
On swifter wings salvation flies;
And if he lets his anger burn,
How soon his frowns to pity turn
Amidst his wrath compassion shines;
His strokes are lighter than our sins
And while his rod corrects his saints,
His ear indulges their complaints.
So fathers their young sons chastise
With gentle hand and melting eyes;
The children weep beneath the smart,
And move the pity of their heart.
The mighty God, the wise and just,
Knows that our frame is feeble dust;
And will no heavy loads impose
Beyond the strength that he bestows.
He knows how soon our nature dies,
Blasted by every wind that flies;
Like grass we spring, and die as soon,
Or morning flowers that fade at noon.
But his eternal love is sure
To all the saints, and shall endure;
From age to age his truth shall reign,
Nor children's children hope in vain.
Scripture: Psalm 103:8-18 Languages: English
Psalm 103 Part 2
Psalm 103 Part 2
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.227 (1806) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Compassion of God First Line: My soul, repeat his praise Lyrics:
My soul, repeat his praise,
Whose mercies are so great,
Whose anger is so slow to rise,
So ready to abate.
God will not always chide;
And when his strokes are felt,
His strokes are fewer than our crimes,
And lighter than our guilt.
High as the heav'ns are raised
Above the ground we tread,
So far the riches of his grace
Our highest thoughts exceed.
His power subdues our sins,
And his forgiving love
Far as the east is from the west
Doth all our guilt remove.
The pity of the Lord,
To those that fear his name,
Is such as tender parents feel;
He knows our feeble frame.
He knows we are but dust,
Scattered with every breath;
His anger, like a rising wind,
Can send us swift to death.
Our days are as the grass,
Or like the morning flower;
If one sharp blast sweep o'er the field
It withers in an hour.
But thy compassions, Lord,
To endless years endure;
And children's children ever find
Thy words of promise sure.
Scripture: Psalm 103:8-18 Languages: English
Psalm 103 Part 2
My soul, repeat his praise
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #30 (1835) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Compassion of God Lyrics:
My soul, repeat his praise,
Whose mercies are so great,
Whose anger is so slow to rise,
So ready to abate.
God will not always chide;
And when his strokes are felt,
His strokes are fewer than our crimes,
And lighter than our guilt.
High as the heav'ns are raised
Above the ground we tread,
So far the riches of his grace
Our highest thoughts exceed.
His power subdues our sins,
And his forgiving love
Far as the east is from the west
Doth all our guilt remove.
The pity of the Lord,
To those that fear his name,
Is such as tender parents feel;
He knows our feeble frame.
He knows we are but dust,
Scattered with every breath;
His anger, like a rising wind,
Can send us swift to death.
Our days are as the grass,
Or like the morning flower;
If one sharp blast sweep o'er the field
It withers in an hour.
But thy compassions, Lord,
To endless years endure;
And children's children ever find
Thy words of promise sure.
Scripture: Psalm 103:8-18 Languages: English
My soul, repeat his praise
Psalm 103 Part 2
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #31 (1835) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Compassion of God First Line: The Lord, how wondrous are his ways! Lyrics:
The Lord, how wondrous are his ways!
How firm his truth! how large his grace!
He takes his mercy for his throne,
And thence he makes his glories known.
Not half so high his power hath spread
The starry heav'ns above our head,
As his rich love exceeds our praise,
Exceeds the highest hopes we raise.
Not half so far hath nature placed
The rising morning from the west,
As his forgiving grace removes
The daily guilt of those he loves.
How slowly doth his wrath arise!
On swifter wings salvation flies;
And if he lets his anger burn,
How soon his frowns to pity turn
Amidst his wrath compassion shines;
His strokes are lighter than our sins
And while his rod corrects his saints,
His ear indulges their complaints.
So fathers their young sons chastise
With gentle hand and melting eyes;
The children weep beneath the smart,
And move the pity of their heart.
The mighty God, the wise and just,
Knows that our frame is feeble dust;
And will no heavy loads impose
Beyond the strength that he bestows.
He knows how soon our nature dies,
Blasted by every wind that flies;
Like grass we spring, and die as soon,
Or morning flowers that fade at noon.
But his eternal love is sure
To all the saints, and shall endure;
From age to age his truth shall reign,
Nor children's children hope in vain.
Scripture: Psalm 103:8-18 Languages: English
Psalm 103 Part 2
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