CXXXV. GOD's Complacency in his Thoughts of Peace towards his People.

VILER than Dust, O LORD, are we;
And doth thine Anger cease?
And doth thy gracious Heart o'erflow
With Purposes of Peace?

And dost thou with Delight reflect
On what thy Grace shall do?
And with Complacency of Soul
Enjoy the distant View?

And can thine often-injur'd Love
So kind a Message send,
That thou to all our length'ned Woes
Wilt give th' expected End?

Why droop our Hearts? Why flow our Eyes,
While such a Voice we hear?
Why rise our Sorrows and our Fears,
While such a Friend is near?

To all thine other Favours add
A Heart to trust thy Word,
And Death itself shall hear us sing,
While resting on the LORD.