Dr. Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David ‎#320

320. Let ev'ry tongue thy goodness speak

1 Let ev'ry tongue thy goodness speak,
Thou sov'reign Lord of all:
Thy strength'ning hands uphold the weak,
And raise the poor that fall.

2 When sorrows bow the spirit down,
Or virtue lies distrest
Beneath some proud oppressor's frown,
Thou giv'st the mourners rest.

3 The Lord supports our tott'ring days,
And guides our giddy youth:
Holy and just are all his ways,
And all his words are truth.

4 He knows the pains his servants feel,
He hears his children cry,
And their best wishes to fulfil,
His grace is ever nigh.

5 His mercy never shall remove
From men of heart sincere;
He saves the souls whose humble love
Is join'd with holy fear.

6 [His stubborn foes his sword shall slay,
And pierce their hearts with pain:
But none that serve the Lord shall say,
'They sought his aid in vain.']

7 [My lips shall dwell upon his praise,
And spread his fame abroad:
Let all the sons of Adam raise
The honors of their God.]

Text Information

• First Line: Let ev'ry tongue thy goodness speak
• Meter: C. M.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1790
• Scripture:
  Psalm 145:14
  ;
  Psalm 145:17-21
• Notes: Part 3

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