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Poem by Isaac Watts


Psalm 126


The joy of a remarkable conversion; or, Melancholy removed.

When God revealed his gracious name,
And changed my mournful state,
My rapture seemed a pleasing dream,
The grace appeared so great.

The world beheld the glorious change,
And did thy hand confess;
My tongue broke out in unknown strains,
And sung surprising grace.

"Great is the work," my neighbors cried,
And owned the power divine;
"Great is the work," my heart replied,
"And be the glory thine."

The Lord can clear the darkest skies,
Can give us day for night;
Make drops of sacred sorrow rise
To rivers of delight.

Let those that sow in sadness wait
Till the fair harvest come,
They shall confess their sheaves are great,
And shout the blessings home.

Though seed lie buried long in dust,
It shan't deceive their hope;
The precious grain can ne'er be lost,
For grace insures the crop.



Isaac Watts


Isaac Watts's other poems:
  1. Psalm 131
  2. Hymn 113
  3. Hymn 43
  4. Hymn 106
  5. Hymn 103


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