1522.
[Then, then the' intestine war is o'er]
In that day shalt thou not be ashamed, &c.
—iii. 11, 12.
Then, then the' intestine war is o'er,
And guilty shame confounds no more,
When Thou hast rooted out our pride:
With vain complacency in grace
No more we boast our holiness,
Or in our “sinless state” confide.
Out of the deep of poverty
Saviour, we give the praise to Thee,
Thee only good, and wise, and just;
Our utter nothingness we own,
Exalt our righteous Lord alone,
And in His name for ever trust.
