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Abounding Compassion of God; or, Mercy in the midst of Judgment
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.) #181b (1786) Topics: Compassion of God; Compassion of God First Line: My soul, repeat his praise Lyrics: 1 My soul, repeat his praise,
Whose mercies are so great;
Whose anger is so slow to rise,
So ready to abate.
2 God will not always chide;
And when his strokes are felt,
His strokes are fewer than our crimes,
And lighter than our guilt.
3 High as the heavens are rais'd
Above the ground we tread,
So far the riches of his grace
Our highest thoughts exceed.
4 His power subdues our sins,
And his forgiving love
Far as the east is from the west,
Doth all our guilt remove.
5 The pity of the Lord
To those that fear his name,
Is such as tender parents feel;
He knows our feeble frame.
6 He knows we are but dust,
Scatter'd with every breath:
His anger like a rising wind
Can send us swift to death.
7 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.
8 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
Abounding Compassion of God; or, Mercy in the midst of Judgment
Abounding Compassion of God; or, Mercy in the midst of Judgment
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #181b (1790) Topics: Compassion of God; Compassion of God First Line: My soul, repeat his praise Lyrics: 1 My soul, repeat his praise,
Whose mercies are so great;
Whose anger is so slow to rise,
So ready to abate.
2 God will not always chide;
And when his strokes are felt,
His strokes are fewer than our crimes,
And lighter than our guilt.
3 High as the heavens are rais'd
Above the ground we tread,
So far the riches of his grace
Our highest thoughts exceed.
4 His power subdues our sins,
And his forgiving love
Far as the east is from the west,
Doth all our guilt remove.
5 The pity of the Lord
To those that fear his name,
Is such as tender parents feel;
He knows our feeble frame.
6 He knows we are but dust,
Scatter'd with every breath:
His anger like a rising wind
Can send us swift to death.
7 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.
8 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
Abounding Compassion of God; or, Mercy in the midst of Judgment
Abounding Compassion of God; or, Mercy in the midst of Judgement
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.) #193 (1786) Topics: Compassion of God; Compassion of God First Line: My soul, repeat his praise Lyrics: 1 My soul, repeat his praise,
Whose mercies are so great;
Whose anger is so slow to rise,
So ready to abate.
2 God will not always chide;
And when his strokes are felt,
His strokes are fewer than our crimes,
And lighter than our guilt.
3 High as the heavens are rais'd
Above the ground we tread,
So far the riches of his grace
Our highest thoughts exceed.
4 His power subdues our sins,
And his forgiving love
Far as the east is from the west,
Doth all our guilt remove.
5 The pity of the Lord
To those that fear his name,
Is such as tender parents feel;
He knows our feeble frame.
6 He knows we are but dust,
Scatter'd with every breath:
His anger like a rising wind
Can send us swift to death.
7 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.
8 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
Abounding Compassion of God; or, Mercy in the midst of Judgement
Abounding Compassion of God; or, Mercy in the midst of Judgement
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #193 (1787) Topics: Compassion of God; Compassion of God First Line: My soul, repeat his praise Lyrics: 1 My soul, repeat his praise,
Whose mercies are so great;
Whose anger is so slow to rise,
So ready to abate.
2 God will not always chide;
And when his strokes are felt,
His strokes are fewer than our crimes,
And lighter than our guilt.
3 High as the heavens are rais'd
Above the ground we tread,
So far the riches of his grace
Our highest thoughts exceed.
4 His power subdues our sins,
And his forgiving love
Far as the east is from the west,
Doth all our guilt remove.
5 The pity of the Lord
To those that fear his name,
Is such as tender parents feel;
He knows our feeble frame.
6 He knows we are but dust,
Scatter'd with every breath:
His anger like a rising wind
Can send us swift to death.
7 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.
8 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
Abounding Compassion of God; or, Mercy in the midst of Judgement
Good is the Lord, and Full of Kind Compassion
Hymnal: Psalter Hymnal (Red) #216 (1934) Meter: 11.10.11.10 D Topics: Compassion of God First Line: Good is the Lord and full of kind compassion Lyrics: 1 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 heavens above.
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.
2 We fade and die like flowers 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. High in the heavens 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.
Scripture: Psalm 103 Languages: English Tune Title: LONDONDERRY
Good is the Lord, and Full of Kind Compassion
Abounding Compassion of God; or Mercy in the Midst of Judgment
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #185 (1740) Topics: Compassion of God First Line: My Soul, repeat his Praise Lyrics: 1 My Soul, repeat his Praise,
Whose Mercies are so great;
Whose Anger is so slow to rise,
So ready to abate.
2 GOD will not always chide;
And when his Strokes are felt,
His Strokes are fewer than our Crimes,
And lighter than our Guilt.
3 High as the Heav'ns are raised
Above the Ground we tread,
So far the Riches of his Grace
Our highest Thoughts exceed.
4 His Pow'r subdues our sins,
And his forgiving Love
Far as the East is from the West
Doth all our Guilt remove.
5 The Pity of the Lord,
To those that fear his Name,
Is such as tender Parents feel;
He knows our feeble Frame.
6 He knows we are but Dust,
Scatter'd with every Breath;
His Anger, like a rising Wind,
Can send us swift to Death.
7 Our Days are as the Grass,
Or like the Morning Flow'r;
If one sharp Blast sweep o'er the Field
It withers in an Hour.
8 But thy Compassion, Lord,
To endless Years endure;
And Children's Children ever find
Thy Words of Promise sure. Scripture: Psalm 103:8-18 Languages: English
Abounding Compassion of God; or Mercy in the Midst of Judgment
Infinite compassion
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Hymnal of the Methodist Episcopal Church #172 (1891) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: God Compassion of First Line: My soul, repeat His praise Scripture: Psalm 103:8-12 Languages: English
Infinite compassion
God's gentle Chastisement; or, his tender Mercy to his People
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.) #180 (1786) Topics: Compassion of God; Compassion of God First Line: The Lord, how wondrous are his ways Lyrics: 1 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.
2 Not half so high his power hath spread
The starry heavens above our head,
As his rich love exceeds our praise,
Exceeds the highest hopes we raise.
3 Not half so far hath nature plac'd
The rising morning from the west
As his forgiving grace removes:
The daily guilt of those he loves.
4 How slow his awful wrath to rise!
On swifter wings salvation flies;
And if he lets his anger burn,
How soon his frowns to pity turn!
5 Amidst his wrath compassion shines;
His strokes are lighter than our sins:
And while his rod corrects his saints,
His ear indulges their complaints.
6 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.
Pause
7 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.
8 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.
9 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 Languages: English
God's gentle Chastisement; or, his tender Mercy to his People
God's gentle Chastisement; or, his tender Mercy to his People
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #180 (1790) Topics: Compassion of God; Compassion of God First Line: The Lord, how wondrous are his ways Lyrics: 1 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.
2 Not half so high his power hath spread
The starry heavens above our head,
As his rich love exceeds our praise,
Exceeds the highest hopes we raise.
3 Not half so far hath nature plac'd
The rising morning from the west
As his forgiving grace removes:
The daily guilt of those he loves.
4 How slow his awful wrath to rise!
On swifter wings salvation flies;
And if he lets his anger burn,
How soon his frowns to pity turn!
5 Amidst his wrath compassion shines;
His strokes are lighter than our sins:
And while his rod corrects his saints,
His ear indulges their complaints.
6 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.
Pause
7 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.
8 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.
9 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 Languages: English
God's gentle Chastisement; or, his tender Mercy to his People
God's gentle Chastisement; or, his tender Mercy to his People
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.) #191 (1786) Topics: Compassion of God; Compassion of God First Line: The Lord, how wondrous are his ways Lyrics: 1 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.
2 Not half so high his power hath spread
The starry heavens above our head,
As his rich love exceeds our praise,
Exceeds the highest hopes we raise.
3 Not half so far hath nature plac'd
The rising morning from the west
As his forgiving grace removes
The daily guilt of those he loves.
4 How slow his awful wrath to rise!
On swifter wings salvation flies;
And if he lets his anger burn,
How soon his frowns to pity turn!
5 Amidst his wrath compassion shines;
His strokes are lighter than our sins:
And while his rod corrects his saints,
His ear indulges their complaints.
6 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.
Pause
7 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.
8 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.
9 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 Languages: English
God's gentle Chastisement; or, his tender Mercy to his People
God's gentle Chastisement; or, his tender Mercy to his People
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #191 (1787) Topics: Compassion of God; Compassion of God First Line: The Lord, how wondrous are his ways Lyrics: 1 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.
2 Not half so high his power hath spread
The starry heavens above our head,
As his rich love exceeds our praise,
Exceeds the highest hopes we raise.
3 Not half so far hath nature plac'd
The rising morning from the west
As his forgiving grace removes
The daily guilt of those he loves.
4 How slow his awful wrath to rise!
On swifter wings salvation flies;
And if he lets his anger burn,
How soon his frowns to pity turn!
5 Amidst his wrath compassion shines;
His strokes are lighter than our sins:
And while his rod corrects his saints,
His ear indulges their complaints.
6 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.
Pause
7 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.
8 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.
9 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 Languages: English
God's gentle Chastisement; or, his tender Mercy to his People
O Bless the Lord, My Soul, with All Thy Power
Author: Dewey Westra Hymnal: Psalter Hymnal (Red) #211 (1934) Meter: 11.11.10 D Topics: Compassion of God First Line: O bless the Lord, my soul, with all thy power! Scripture: Psalm 103 Languages: English Tune Title: BLESS JEHOVAH
O Bless the Lord, My Soul, with All Thy Power
O My Soul, Bless Thou Jehovah
Hymnal: Psalter Hymnal (Red) #212 (1934) Meter: 8.7.8.7 D Topics: Compassion of God Lyrics: 1 O my soul, bless thou Jehovah,
All within me, bless His Name;
Bless Jehovah and forget not
All His mercies to proclaim.
He forgives all thy transgressions,
Heals thy sicknesses and pains;
He redeems thee from destruction,
And His love thy life sustains.
2 He with tender mercies crowns thee,
Satisfies thy full request,
So that, like the tireless eagle,
Thou with youth renewed art blessed.
Righteous is the Lord in judgment
Unto all that are oppressed;
To His people He has ever
Made His goodness manifest.
3 Yea, the Lord is full of mercy
And compassion for distress,
Slow to anger and abundant
In His grace and tenderness.
He will be not be angry alway,
Nor will He forever chide;
Though we oft have sinned against Him,
Still His love and grace abide.
4 As the heavens are high above us,
Great His love to us has proved;
Far as east from west is distant,
He has all our sins removed.
As a father loves his children,
Feeling pity for their woes,
So the Lord to those who fear Him
Mercy and compassion shows. Scripture: Psalm 103 Languages: English Tune Title: AUTUMN
O My Soul, Bless Thou Jehovah
Bless him for ever, wondrous in might
Hymnal: Trinity Hymnal #10 (1961) Meter: 11.10.11.10 with refrain Topics: God Compassion of First Line: O come, my soul, bless thou the Lord thy Maker 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 for ever, 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 for ever,
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: TIDINGS (TURNBRIDGE)
Bless him for ever, wondrous in might
Great is thy faithfulness!
Author: Thomas O. Chisholm Hymnal: Trinity Hymnal #27 (1961) Meter: 11.10.11.10 with refrain Topics: God Compassion of First Line: "Great is thy faithfulness," O God my father Lyrics: 1 "Great is thy faithfulness," O God my Father,
There is no shadow of turning with thee;
Thou changest not, thy compassions, they fail not;
As thou hast been thou for ever wilt be.
Refrain: "Great is thy faithfulness!
Great is thy faithfulness!"
Morning by morning new mercies I see:
All I have needed thy hand hath provided—
"Great is thy faithfulness," Lord unto me!
2 Summer and winter, and springtime and harvest,
Sun, moon and stars in their courses above,
Join with all nature in manifold witness
To thy great faithfulness, mercy and love. [Refrain]
3 Pardon for sin and a peace that endureth,
Thine own dear presence to cheer and to guide;
Strength for today and bright hope for tomorrow,
Blessings all mine, with ten thousand beside! [Refrain]
Amem. Scripture: Genesis 8:22 Languages: English Tune Title: FAITHFULNESS
Great is thy faithfulness!
O Come, My Soul, Bless Thou the Lord
Hymnal: Psalter Hymnal (Red) #215 (1934) Meter: 11.10.11.10 with refrain Topics: Compassion of God 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 pardoning 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 heavens 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 flowers 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 heavens 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: TIDINGS (TUNBRIDGE)
O Come, My Soul, Bless Thou the Lord
O Come, My Soul, Bless Thou the Lord
Hymnal: Trinity Hymnal (Rev. ed.) #6 (1990) Meter: 11.10.11.10 with refrain Topics: God Compassion of First Line: O come, my soul, bless thou the Lord thy Maker 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 forever, 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: TIDINGS
O Come, My Soul, Bless Thou the Lord
The Lord Almighty is My Light
Hymnal: Psalter Hymnal (Red) #54 (1934) Meter: 8.8.8.8.6 Topics: Compassion of God Lyrics: 1 The Lord Almighty is my light,
He is my Savior ever near,
And since my strength is in His might,
Who can distress me or affright?
What evil shall I fear?
2 O Lord, regard me when I cry,
In mercy hear me when I speak;
Thou bidst me seek Thy face, and I,
O Lord, with willing heart reply,
Thy face, Lord, will I seek.
3 Hide not Thy face afar from me,
For Thou a lone canst help afford;
O cast me not away from Thee
Nor let my soul forsaken be,
My Savior and my Lord.
4 Though earthly friends no pity take,
Yet Thy compassion knows no end;
E'en though my father shall forsake,
E'en though my mother's love shall break,
The Lord will be my Friend.
5 Jehovah, guide me in Thy way,
And lead me in the path of right;
Give me not up unto my foes,
That rise to multiply my woes
With false and cruel might.
6 My heart had failed in fear and woe
Unless in God I had believed,
Assured that He would mercy show
And that my life His grace should know;
Nor was my hope deceived.
7 Fear not, though succor be delayed,
Still wait for God, and He will hear;
Be strong, nor be thy heart dismayed,
Wait, and the Lord shall bring thee aid,
Yea, trust and never fear. Scripture: Psalm 27 Languages: English Tune Title: ST. MARGARET
The Lord Almighty is My Light
O Come, My soul, Bless Thou the Lord
Hymnal: Trinity Psalter Hymnal #103E (2018) Meter: 11.10.11.10 with refrain 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, who 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 who 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: TIDINGS
O Come, My soul, Bless Thou the Lord
Blessing God for his Goodness to Soul and Body
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.) #179 (1786) Topics: Compassion of God; Compassion of God First Line: Bless, O my soul, the living God Lyrics: 1 Bless, O my soul, the living God,
Call home thy thoughts that rove abroad,
Let all the powers within me join
In work and worship so divine.
2 Bless, O my soul, the God of grace;
His favours claim thy highest praise:
Why should the wonders he hath wrought
Be lost in silence, and forgot?
3 'Tis he, my soul, that sent his Son
To die for crimes, which thou hast done:
He owns the ransom, and forgives
The hourly follies of our lives.
4 The vices of the mind he heals,
And cures the pains that nature feels,
Redeems the soul from hell, and saves
Our wasting life from threatening graves.
5 Our youth decay'd his power repairs,
His mercy crowns our growing years:
He fills our store with every good,
And feeds our souls with heavenly food.
6 He sees th' oppressor and th' opprest,
And often gives the sufferers rest;
But will his justice more display
In the last great rewarding day.
7 [His power he shew'd by Moses' hands,
And gave to Israel his commands;
But sent his truth and mercy down
To all the nations by his Son.]
8 Let the whole earth his power confess,
Let the whole earth adore his grace;
The Gentile with the Jew shall join
In work and worship so divine.
Scripture: Psalm 103:1-7 Languages: English
Blessing God for his Goodness to Soul and Body
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