1 The son of Beor's op'ning eyes,
Mid visions of unfolding skies,
Beholds the promis'd day afar,
The day of Jacob's rising star.
2 He saw—believ'd the God on high,
Nor dar'd that people to defy,
In whom, as members pure and clean,
Iniquity is never seen.
3 Hath Isr'el righteousness alone?
Are not the Gentiles, Lord, thy own?
What saith the word? "All souls are mine"
Thy words are true; the world is thine.
|First Line:||The son of Beor's opening eyes|
|Title:||Balaam's Prophecy: Or, the Star of Jacob|
|Topic:||Particular Types, and General Prophesies of Jesus, from the Legal and Prophetic Dispensations|