English poem
Hymn CXX. Long Metre. Justice
by Anonymous
If high or low our station be, Of noble or ignoble name; By uncorrupt integrity Thy blessing Lord we humbly claim.
The upright man no want shall fear, Thy providence shall be his trust; Thou wilt provide his portion here, Thou friend and guardian of the just.
May we, with most sincere delight, To all, the test of duty pay; Tender of every social right, Obedient to thy righteous sway.
Such virtue thou wilt not forget, In that blest world, where virtue shares A fit reward; though not of debt, But what thy boundless grace prepares.
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- Hymn CXVII. Common Metre
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- Hymn CXXIX. Common Metre. The Covenant of Grace
- Hymn CXXV. Common Metre. An Evening Hymn
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