126 | Psalm 126 | CM | |
WHEN God revealed His gracious name, And changed my lost estate, I seemed transported in a dream, The grace appeared so great! |
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2 | When those around me saw the change Pervading all my ways, They owned a work of power strange, And mused upon Thy grace. |
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3 | The Lord can clear the darkest skies, And give us day for night, Cause tears of sacred sorrow rise To rivers of delight. |
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4 | Though Gospel seed lies long in dust, Our prayerful hopes remain; That living Word can ne’er be lost, Nor ever preached in vain. |
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5 | Let all who sow in longing, wait, Till Thy sure blessings come; For soon shall we, with sheaves so great, Return rejoicing home. |
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Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 |