126Psalm 126CM
WHEN God revealed His gracious name,
   And changed my lost estate,
I seemed transported in a dream,
    The grace appeared so great!
2  When those around me saw the change
    Pervading all my ways,
They owned a work of power strange,
    And mused upon Thy grace.
3  The Lord can clear the darkest skies,
    And give us day for night,
Cause tears of sacred sorrow rise
    To rivers of delight.
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.
5  Let all who sow in longing, wait,
    Till Thy sure blessings come;
For soon shall we, with sheaves so great,
    Return rejoicing home.
Isaac Watts, 1674-1748‡