English poem
Deliverance celebrated, and good Resolutions formed. Psalm cxvi. 8, 9
by Philip Doddridge (1773–1832)
Great Source of Life, our Souls confess The various Riches of thy Grace; Crown'd with thy Mercy we rejoice, And in thy Praise exalt our Voice.
By thee Heav'ns shining Arch was spread; By thee were Earth's Foundations laid, And all the Charms of Mens Abode Proclaim the wise, the gracious GOD.
Thy tender Hand restores our Breath, When trembling on the Verge of Death; Gently it wipes away our Tears, And lengthens Life to future Years.
These Lives are sacred to the LORD; Kindled by him, by him restor'd; And while our Hours renew their Race, Still would we walk before his Face.
So when by him our Souls are led Thro' unknown Regions of the Dead, With Joy triumphant shall they move To Seats of nobler Life above.
More by Philip Doddridge
- Confederate Nations defied by those who sanctify GOD. Isaiah viii. 9-14
- Continuing in CHRIST'S Love. John XV. 9
- Creatures vain, and GOD the Salvation of his People. Jerem. iii. 23
- Death and Judgment appointed to all. Heb. ix. 27
- Deliverance celebrated. Psalm cxvi. 8
- Departed Saints asleep. Mark v. 39
- Departed Saints living to GOD. Luke xx. -38
- Desires of being quickned by the Word of GOD. Psalm cxix. 25