1 It is the Lord our Savior's hand
Weakens our strength amidst the race;
Disease and death at his command
Arrest us, and cut short our days.
2 Spare us, O Lord, aloud we pray,
Nor let our sun go down at noon;
Thy years are one eternal day,
And must thy children die so soon!
3 Yet, in the midst of death and grief,
This thought our sorrow should assuage;
'Our Father and our Savior live;
'Christ is the same through ev'ry age.'
4 'Twas he this earth's foundation laid;
Heav'n is the building of his hand:
This earth grows old, these heav'ns shall fade
And all be chang'd at his command.
5 The starry curtains of the sky,
Like garments shall be laid aside;
But still thy throne stands firm and high;
Thy church for ever must abide.
6 Before thy face thy church shall live,
And on thy throne thy children reign;
This dying world shall they survive,
And the dead saints be rais'd again.
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First Line: | It is the Lord our Savior's hand |
Meter: | L. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1790 |
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Notes: | Part 3 |