XXI. Support in GOD'S Covenant under domestick Troubles.

MY GOD, the Cov'nant of thy Love
Abides for ever sure,
And in its matchless Grace I feel
My Happiness secure.

What tho' my House be not with thee
As Nature could desire?
To nobler Joys, than Nature gives,
Thy Servants all aspire.

Since thou, the everlasting GOD,
My Father art become;
Jesus my Guardian, and my Friend,
And Heav'n my final Home;

I welcome all thy sov'reign Will;
For all that Will is Love:
And, when I know not what thou dost,
I wait the Light above.

Thy Cov'nant in the darkest Gloom
Shall heav'nly Rays impart,
Which, when my Eye-lids close in Death,
Shall warm my chilling Heart.