Hymns and Spiritual Songs by Isaac Watts
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To shower salvation down.
3 Why do we then indulge our fears, Suspicions and complaints? Is he a God, and shall his grace Grow weary of his saints? 4 Can a kind woman e'er forget The infant of her womb, And 'mongst a thousand tender thoughts Her suckling have no room? 5 "Yet (saith the Lord) should nature change, "And mothers monsters prove, "Sion still dwells upon the heart "Of everlasting love. 6 "Deep on the palms of both my hands "I have engrav'd her name, "My hands shall raise her ruin'd walls, "And build her broken frame." Hymn 1:40. The business and blessedness of glorified saints, Rev. 7. 13 &c. 1 "What happy men, or angels these "That all their robes are spotless white? "Whence did this glorious troop arrive |
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