Firm Was My Health, My Day Was Bright |
Isaac Watts, 1674-1748
Firm was my health, my day was bright, And I presumed 'twould ne'er be night; Fondly I said within my heart, "Pleasure and peace shall ne'er depart."
2. But I forgot thine arm was strong
3. I cried aloud to thee, my God, | 4. "Hear me, O God of grace," I said, "And bring me from among the dead:" Thy word rebuked the pains I felt, Thy pard'ning love removed my guilt.
5. My groans, and tears, and forms of woe
6. My tongue, the glory of my frame, |