Classic Poem

The L ORD WILL PROVIDE Gen. xxii. 14

The saints should never be dismay'd,
Nor sink in hopeless fear;
For when they least expect his aid,
The Saviour will appear.

This Abraham found, he rais'd the knife,
G OD saw, and said, " Forbear;
Yon ram shall yield his meaner life,
Behold the victim there. "

Once David seem'd Saul's certain prey;
But hark! the foe's at hand,
Saul turns his arms another way,
To save th' invaded land.

When Jonah sunk beneath the wave
He thought to rise no more;
But G OD prepar'd a fish to save,
And bear him to the shore.

Blest proofs of pow'r and grace divine,
That meet us in his word!
May ev'ry deep-felt care of mine
Be trusted with the L ORD .

Wait for his seasonable aid,
And tho' it tarry wait:
The promise may be long delay'd,
But cannot come too late.