English poem
GOD's strengthening the Souls of his praying People. Psalm cxxxviii. 3
by Philip Doddridge (1773–1832)
My Soul, review the trembling Days, In which my GOD I sought; I cry'd aloud for Aid divine, And Aid divine he brought.
Thro' all my weak and fainting Heart His secret Strength he spread, And clasp'd me in his Arms of Love, And rais'd my drooping Head.
He call'd himself my Cov'nant GOD, His Promises he shew'd; And wide display'd their solemn Seal In the great Surety's Blood.
I heard his People shout around, And join'd their chearful Song; And saw from far the shining Seats, Which to his Saints belong.
My GOD, what inward Strength thou giv'st I to thy Service vow; And in thy Strength would upward march, Till at thy Throne I bow.
More by Philip Doddridge
- GOD'S reasonable Expectations from his Vineyard. Isaiah v. 1. 7
- GOD'S saying to the Soul, that he is its Salvation. Psalm xxxv. 3
- GOD'S speaking Peace to his People. Psalm lxxxv. 8
- GOD'S stirring up the Spirit of CYRUS to redeem ISRAEL. Ezra i. 1. compared with Isaiah xlv. 1.-4
- Gratitude the Spring of true Religion. Hosea xi. 4
- Growing in Grace, &c. 2 Pet. iii. 18
- Having the Son, and having Life in him. 1 John v. 12
- Hearing the Voice of GOD's Rod. Micah vi. 9