Spiritual Melody Containing near Three Hundred Sacred Hymns. By Benjamin Keach |
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HYMN 52.
[The Eagle is the King of Birds]
Exod. 19. 4. I bore you on Eagles wings.
The Eagle is the King of Birds,
Ah! who is like to thee
Who is so strong? or hath an Eye
So quick, and far to see?
Ah! who is like to thee
Who is so strong? or hath an Eye
So quick, and far to see?
Like to an Eagle thou dost mount,
Or didst ascend on high,
Not only up unto the Clouds,
But far above the skie:
Or didst ascend on high,
Not only up unto the Clouds,
But far above the skie:
And as the Eagle thou dost bear
Upon thy blessed Wings
All thy poor Saints, and they hereby
Forget all earthly things;
Upon thy blessed Wings
All thy poor Saints, and they hereby
Forget all earthly things;
They soar so high sometimes, O Lord,
Born upon Wings of Love,
That Earth to them seems a small thing,
They dwell so high above:
Born upon Wings of Love,
That Earth to them seems a small thing,
They dwell so high above:
And as the Eagle's way's not known
Who mounts up in the Air,
Ev'n so thy love and wisdom both
Most deep and hidden are.
Who mounts up in the Air,
Ev'n so thy love and wisdom both
Most deep and hidden are.
O fly ye Saints your selves to hide
Under Almighty Wings,
And safe you'll be whate're betide,
When God sore judgments brings.
Under Almighty Wings,
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When God sore judgments brings.
O see Christ's care, and do not fear,
But sing his Praises forth;
His grace and love's beyond compare,
None like him here on Earth.
But sing his Praises forth;
His grace and love's beyond compare,
None like him here on Earth.
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