HYMN 69. (C. M.) The Faithfulness of God in his Promises.
I
Begin, my tongue, some heavenly theme,
And speak some boundless thing,
The mighty works, or mightier name
Of our eternal King.
II
Tell of his wondrous faithfulness,
And sound his power abroad,
Sing the sweet promise of his grace,
And the performing God.
III
Proclaim ‘salvation from the Lord
‘For wretched dying men;’
His hand has writ the sacred word
With an immortal pen.
IV
Engrav'd as in eternal brass
The mighty promise shines;
Nor can the powers of darkness rase
Those everlasting lines.
V
He that can dash whole worlds to death,
And make them when he please,
He speaks, and that almighty breath
Fulfils his great decrees.
VI
His very word of grace is strong
As that which built the skies,
The voice that rolls the stars along
Speaks all the promises.
VII
He said, ‘Let the wide heaven be spread,’
And heaven was stretch'd abroad;
‘Abrah'm, I'll be thy God,’ he said,
And he was Abrah'm's God.
VIII
O, might I hear thine heavenly tongue
But whisper, ‘Thou art mine;’
Those gentle words should raise my song
To notes almost divine.
IX
How would my leaping heart rejoice
And think my heaven secure!
I trust the all-creating voice,
And faith desires no more.
