English poem
Hymn CCLI. Common Metre
by Anonymous
Thus saith the Lord, who built the heavens, And bade the planets roll; Who peopled all the climes of earth, And form'd the human soul.
"Behold my servant, see him rise, Exalted in my might; Him have I chosen, and in him I place supreme delight.
"On him in rich effusion pour'd My spirit shall descend; My truth and judgment he shall show, To earth's remotest end.
"Gentle and still shall be his voice, No threats from him proceed; The smoking flax he shall not quench, Nor break the bruised reed.
"The feeble spark to flame he'll raise, The weak will not despise; Judgment he shall bring forth to truth, And make the fallen rise.
"The progress of his zeal and power, Shall never know decline; Till foreign lands and distant isles Receive the law divine."
More by Anonymous
- Hymn CCII. Common Metre. Resignation, or Good out of Evil
- Hymn CCIV. Long Metre. On the Dangerous Sickness of a Minister
- Hymn CCIX. Long Metre
- Hymn CCL. Long Metre. God Dwelling with the Humble
- Hymn CCLII. Common Metre. Children devoted to God
- Hymn CCLIII. Long Metre. Christ's Commission to preach the Gospel
- Hymn CCLIV. Common Metre. Divine Goodness to Man
- Hymn CCLV. Short Metre. The Voice of Wisdom