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Lift from the dust
eye, And know the Lord, your help, is nigh; These sorrows from your breasts shall
roll, And comfort bless the humble soul : Let cheerful hope in every bosom spring, For boundless mercy dwells with heaven's immortal King
4. All ye
who bend beneath the stroke of time, And
whose cheeks confess their healthy
Shall lisp upon the infant's tongue; While heavenly mercy soothes the mourner's
care, And bids the saint rejoice, the sinner not
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, Whose mercies are so great; Whose anger
is so slow to rise, So ready to abate.
2. High as the heavens are raised
Above the ground we tread, So far the riches of his grace
Our highest thoughts exceed.
And his forgiving love,
To those who fear his name,
Or like the morning flower,
To endless years endure;
Thy words of promise sure.
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The compassion of God.
1. O Thou, the wretched's sure retreat,
Who dost our cares controul, And with the cheerful smile of peace Revive the fainting soul,
The humble plea disdain?
Or supplicate in vain?
3. Oppress'd with grief and shame, dissolved
In penitential tears, Thy goodness calms our restless doubts, And dissipates our fears.
4. New life from thy refreshing grace
Our sinking hearts receive; Thy gentlest, best-loved attribute, To pity and forgive.
5. From that blest source, propitious hope
Appears serenely bright,
And bless the friendly ray
And make that name our trust, Which raised at first this curious frame From mean and lifeless dust.
The fabric of a day;
But moulder back to clay.
3. Yet, Lord, whate'er is felt or fear'd,
This thought is our repose, That he by whom this frame was rear'd Its various weakness knows.
4. Thou view'st us with a pitying eye,
Whilst struggling with our load; In pains and dangers thou art nigh, Our father and our God.
5. Gently supported by thy love, We tend to realms of
peace; Where every pain shall far remove, And every frailty cease.
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The faithfulness of God.
1. Begin, my tongue, some heavenly theme,
And speak some boundless thing; The mighty works, or mightier name, Of our eternal King.
2. Tell of his wondrous faithfulness,
And sound his power abroad; Sing the kind promise of his grace, And the performing God.
For sinful dying men:
With an immortal pen.
4. Engraved as in eternal brass
The gracious promise shines,
grace As that which built the skies : The voice which rolls the stars along
Speaks all the promises.
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The faithfulness of God in his promises.
They stand secure