3 A friend and helper so divine
Doth my weak courage raise;
He makes the glorious victory mine,
And his shall be the praise.
Psalm 144:2. 3 4 5 6. Second Part.
The vanity of man, and condescension of God.
1 Lord, what is man, poor feeble man,
Born of the earth at first!
His life a shadow, light and vain,
Still hasting to the dust.
2 O what is feeble dying man
Or any of his race,
That God should make it his concern
To visit him with grace!
3 That God who darts his lightnings down,
Who shakes the worlds above,
And mountains tremble at his frown,
How wondrous is his love.
Psalm 144:3. 12-15. Third Part.
Grace above riches; or, The happy nation.
1 Happy the city, where their sons
Like pillars round a palace set,
And daughters bright as polish'd stones
Give strength and beauty to the state.
2 Happy the country, where the sheep,
Cattle, and corn, have large increase;
Where men securely work or sleep,
Nor sons of plunder break the peace.
3 Happy the nation thus endow'd,
But more divinely blest are those
On whom the all-sufficient God
Himself with all his grace bestows.
Psalm 145:1. L. M.
The greatness of God.