XXIX. A Song of Praise for Deliverance from imminent danger of Death.
1
Lord of my Life, length of my Days,
Thy Hand hath resen'd me.
Who lying at the Gates of Death
Among the Dead was Free.
My dearest Friends I had resign'd
Unto their Makers care;
Me thought I only time had left
For a concluding Prayer.
2
Me thoughts Death laid his Hand on me
And did his Pris'ner Bind;
And by the Sound me thought I heard
His Masters Feet behind.
Me thoughts I stood upon the Shore,
And nothing could I see,
But the Vast Ocean with my Eyes,
A Vast Eternity.
3
Me thoughts I heard the Midnight Cry,
Behold the Bridegroom comes.
Me thoughts I was call'd to the Bar,
Where Souls receive their Dooms.
The World was at an End to me,
As if it all did Burn.
But Lo! there came a Voice from Heav'n,
VVhich order'd my Return.
4
Lord, I return'd at thy Command.
VVhat wilt thou have me do?
O let me wholly live to Thee,
To whom my Life I ow.
Faine would I dedicate to Thee
The Remnant of my Days.
Lord, with my Life renew my Heart,
That both thy Name may praise.
