A Sermon on Patience
Oh! heart-reviving Truth! whose sov'reign pow'r
Enriches, with delight, Affliction's hour!
Sunk and aghast, the troubled soul may stray
Thro' Pleasure's flow'ry meads or Grandeur's way:
Not one soft ray of comfort shall impart
Its cheering cordial to the wounded heart! —
But when, in glowing words, we see expand,
Religion's bright and venerable band,
Blest with their Leader, who, from Realms Above,
As first in grandeur, shone the first in love!
Patient and meek, and holy! — When we view
The Saints and Martyrs, an illustrious few!
So fair an aspect suff'ring Patience shews,
It dignifies, and ev'n endears our woes! —
As some poor captive, who for freedom waits,
Tastes the pure zephyr at his prison gates,
My fainting soul enjoys the mercy giv'n,
And feels the sweet refreshment sent from Heav'n.
Enriches, with delight, Affliction's hour!
Sunk and aghast, the troubled soul may stray
Thro' Pleasure's flow'ry meads or Grandeur's way:
Not one soft ray of comfort shall impart
Its cheering cordial to the wounded heart! —
But when, in glowing words, we see expand,
Religion's bright and venerable band,
Blest with their Leader, who, from Realms Above,
As first in grandeur, shone the first in love!
Patient and meek, and holy! — When we view
The Saints and Martyrs, an illustrious few!
So fair an aspect suff'ring Patience shews,
It dignifies, and ev'n endears our woes! —
As some poor captive, who for freedom waits,
Tastes the pure zephyr at his prison gates,
My fainting soul enjoys the mercy giv'n,
And feels the sweet refreshment sent from Heav'n.
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