English poem
Hymn CLIX. Short Metre. The Promise to Believers and their Children
by Anonymous
Lord, what our ears have heard, Our eyes delighted trace; Thy love in long succession shown To Sion's chosen race.
Our children thou dost claim And mark them out for thine, Ten thousand blessings to thy name For goodness so divine.
Thee, let the fathers own, And thee, the sons adore; Join'd to the Lord in solemn vows, To be forgot no more.
Thy cov'nant may they keep And bless the happy bands, Which closer still engage their hearts To honour thy commands.
How great thy mercies Lord, How plenteous is thy grace! Which, in the promise of thy love, Includes our rising race.
Our offspring, still thy care, Shall own their father's God, To latest times thy blessing share, And sound thy praise abroad.
More by Anonymous
- Hymn CIX. Common Metre. The Song of Moses and the Lamb
- Hymn CL. Common Metre. Sincerity
- Hymn CLII. Common Metre. On the Death of a Child
- Hymn CLIII. Long Metre. Life and Death
- Hymn CLVI. Long Metre. Storm and Thunder
- Hymn CLVIII. Common Metre. Divine Goodness
- Hymn CLX. Common Metre. Creation and Providence
- Hymn CLXIII. Hallelujah Metre. The Triumph of Christ and the Power of his Gospel