Versos English Philip Doddridge Divine Mercies and Judgments compared. Isaiah liv. 7, 8

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Divine Mercies and Judgments compared. Isaiah liv. 7, 8

by (1773–1832)

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In thy Rebukes, All-gracious GOD, What soft Compassion reigns! What gentle Accents of thy Voice Assuage thy Children's Pains!

"When I correct my chosen Sons, "A Father's Bowels move: "One transient Moment bounds my Wrath, "But endless is my Love".

Our Faith shall look thro' ev'ry Tear, And view thy smiling Face, And Hope amidst our Sighs shall tune An Anthem to thy Grace.

Gather at length my weary Soul To join thy Saints above; For I would learn a Song of Praise Eternal as thy Love.