The Pamphlet Collection of Sir Robert Stout: Volume 40
During the Second Circuit. — Psalm XLIII
During the Second Circuit.
Psalm XLIII.
Ye saints, exulting voices raise, In song your thanks proclaim,
All mindful of God's holy ways, And His exalted name.
For momentary is His rage, But lifelong is His grace;
Though tears the night's dark hours engage, With dawn come joy and peace.
And thence in my security, Triumphantly I said,
"I shall remain immutably, There's nought for me to dread."
O Lord! it pleased Thee to endow With strength my mountain fair,
Thou did'st conceal Thy face, and, lo, Calamity and care.
I raised a supplicating cry, "O Lord! Eternal God!
What Good is it, that now I die? What profit is my blood?
"When I descend into the grave, Can I extol Thy name?
Shall the mere clay in utt'rance have The Lord's truth to proclaim?
"O Lord! give heed into my prayer, With favour on me shine;
O Lord! on me bestow Thy care, And grant Thy help divine."
Now Thou hast turn'd my wailing grief Into a dance of glee;
My garb of sackcloth taken off, And deck'd me festively.
Therefore my voice to Thee I'll raise; In thankful minstrelsy—
O Lord! Almighty God! Thy praise I'll sing eternally.