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Isaac Watts - Psalm 77 part 2Isaac Watts - Psalm 77 part 2
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Comfort derived from ancient providences. "How awful is thy chast`ning rod!" May thy own children say: "The great, the wise, the dreadful God! How holy is his way !" I`ll meditate his works of old, The King that reigns above; I`ll hear his ancient wonders told, And learn to trust his love. Long did the house of Joseph lie With Egypt`s yoke oppressed; Long he delayed to hear their cry, or gave his people rest. The sons of good old Jacob seemed Abandoned to their foes; But his almighty arm redeemed The nation that he chose. Isr`el, his people and his sheep, Must follow where he calls; He bade them venture through the deep, And made the waves their walls. The waters saw thee, mighty God! The waters saw thee come; Backward they fled, and frighted stood, To make thine armies room. Strange was thy journey through the sea Thy footsteps, Lord, unknown; Terrors attend the wondrous way That brings thy mercies down. [Thy voice, with terror in the sound, Through clouds and darkness broke; All heav`n in lightning shone around, And earth with thunder shook. Thine arrows through the skies were hurled; How glorious is the Lord! Surprise and trembling seized the world, And his own saints adored. He gave them water from the rock, And safe, by Moses` hand, Through a dry desert led his flock Home to the promised land.]
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