Though of sinners I am chief,
He has rank d me with his saints.
7 Though constraint to dwell a while
Where the wicked strive and brawl,
Let them frown, so he but smile,
Heav n will make amends for all.
8 There, believers, we shall rest,
Free from sorrow, sin, and fears ;
Nothing there our peace molest
Through eternal rounds of years.
9 Let us then the fight endure.
See our Captain looking down :
He will make the conquest sure,
And bestow the promised crown.
52.
Wisdom.—Prov. vii, 22–31. C.
1 ERE God had built the mountains,
Or raised the fruitful hills,
Before he filTd the fountains
That feed the running rills,
In me, from everlasting,
The wonderful I AM
Found pleasures never wasting,
And Wisdom is my name.
2 When, like a tent to dwell in,
He spread the skies abroad,
And swathed about the swelling
Of ocean s mighty flood, .
He wrought by weight and measure ;
And I was with him then ;
Myself the Father s pleasure,
And mine the sons of men.
3 Thus Wisdom s words discover
Thy glory and thy grace,
Thou everlasting lover
Of our unworthy race !
