What others declared concerning them was true, and they boldly avowed it; they did not bury the Lord’s mercies in forgetfulness, or cast doubts upon them by mock modesty. We too often say “We hope and we trust,” when we ought rather to say, “The Lord hath done great things for us.”
When God revealed his gracious name
And changed our mournful state,
The rapture seem’d a pleasing dream,
The grace appeared so great.
“Great is the work,” my neighbours cried,
And own’d the power divine;
“Great is the work,” my heart replied,
“And be the glory thine.”
The Lord can clear the darkest skies,
Can give us day for night;
Make drops of sacred sorrow rise
To rivers of delight.