English poem
Relishing the divine Goodness. Psalm xxxiv. 8, 9
by Philip Doddridge (1773–1832)
Triumphant, LORD, thy Goodness Thro' all the wide celestial Plains; [reigns And it's full Streams redundant flow Down to th' Abodes of Men below.
Thro' Nature's Works it's Glories shine: The Cares of Providence are thine: And Grace erects our ruin'd Frame A fairer Temple to thy Name.
O give to ev'ry human Heart To taste, and feel how good thou art! With grateful Love, and rev'rend Fear, To know, how blest thy Children are.
Let Nature burst into a Song: Ye echoing Hills, the Notes prolong: Earth, Seas, and Stars your Anthems raise, All vocal with your Maker's Praise.
Ye Saints, with Joy the Theme persue; Its sweetest Notes belong to you; Chose by this condescending King For ever round his Throne to sing.
More by Philip Doddridge
- Regard to Scripture pressed upon young Persons, that they may cleanse their Way. Psalm cxix. 9
- Rejoicing in an unseen Saviour. 1 Peter i. 8
- Rejoicing in our Covenant Engagements to GOD. 1 Chron. xv. 15
- Relieving CHRIST in his poor Saints. Matt. xxv. 40
- Room at the Gospel-Feast. Luke xiv. 22
- Salvation by Grace. Eph. ii. 5
- Satan and Death conquered by the Death of CHRIST. Heb. ii. 14, 15
- Satan's Strong-Holds cast down by the Gospel. 2 Cor. x. 4, 5