<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=412744" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Hymn 46</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">God's condescension to human affairs.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Up to the Lord, that reigns on high,<br>And views the nations from afar,<br>Let everlasting praises fly,<br>And tell how large his bounties are.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">[He that can shake the worlds he made,<br>Or with his word, or with his rod,<br>His goodness, how amazing great!<br>And what a condescending God!]</div><div style="margin:10px 0">[God, that must stoop to view the skies,<br>And bow to see what angels do,<br>Down to our earth he casts his eyes,<br>And bends his footsteps downwards too.]</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He overrules all mortal things,<br>And manages our mean affairs;<br>On humble souls the King of kings<br>Bestows his counsels and his cares.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Our sorrows and our tears we pour<br>Into the bosom of our God;<br>He hears us in the mournful hour,<br>And helps us bear the heavy load.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In vain might lofty princes try<br>Such condescension to perform;<br>For worms were never raised so high<br>Above their meanest fellow worm.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">O could our thankful hearts devise<br>A tribute equal to thy grace,<br>To the third heav'n our songs should rise,<br>And teach the golden harps thy praise.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Isaac+Watts">Isaac Watts</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=412744" data-title="Hymn 46 de Isaac Watts" data-description="God's condescension to human affairs. Up to the Lord, that reigns on high, And views the nations from afar, Let everlasting praises fly, And tell how large his bounties are. [He that can shake the worlds he made, Or with his word, or with his ro..."></div> </div> </div>

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