Jehovah the Strength of his People. Isa. 40. 29
I. Watts C.M.
1
Whence do our mournful thoughts arise?
And where’s our courage fled?
Has restless sin and raging hell
Struck all our comforts dead?
2
Have we forgot the almighty Name
That formed the earth and sea?
And can an all-creating arm
Grow weary, or decay?
3
Treasures of everlasting might
In our Jehovah dwell;
He gives the conquest to the weak,
And treads their foes to hell.
4
Mere mortal power shall fade and die,
And youthful vigour cease;
But we that wait upon the Lord
Shall feel our strength increase.
5
The saints shall mount on eagles’ wings,
And taste the promised bliss,
Till their unwearied feet arrive
Where perfect pleasure is.
