Praising God in Life and in Death. |
638. L. M. Doddridge. Praising God in Life and in Death. 1 God of my life! through all its days My grateful powers shall sound thy praise; The song shall wake with opening light, And warble to the silent night. 2 When anxious cares would break my rest, And griefs would tear my throbbing breast, Thy tuneful praises, raised on high, Shall check the murmur and the sigh. 3 But, O, when that last conflict's o'er, And I am chained to flesh no more; With what glad accents shall I rise To join the music of the skies! 4 Soon shall I learn the exalted strains Which echo o'er the heavenly plains; And emulate, with joy unknown, The glowing seraphs round thy throne.
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