Text: | Psalm 118 Part 2 |
Author: | Isaac Watts |
Lord, thou hast heard thy servant cry
And rescued from the grave;
Now shall he live; and none can die,
If God resolve to save.
Thy praise, more constant than before,
Shall fill his daily breath;
Thy hand, that hath chastised him sore,
Defends him still from death.
Open the gates of Zion now,
For we shall worship there;
The house where all the righteous go
Thy mercy to declare.
Among th' assemblies of thy saints
Our thankful voice we raise;
There we have told thee our complaints,
And there we speak thy praise.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | Lord, thou hast heard thy servant cry |
Title: | Psalm 118 Part 2 |
Author: | Isaac Watts |
Meter: | C. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1806 |
Scripture: | |
Topic: | Deliverance: from death; Praise: for eminent deliverances; Lord's day: psalm(8 more...) |