"We are Fearfully and Wonderfully Made. " |
524. C. M. Watts. "We are fearfully and wonderfully made." 1 Let others boast how strong they be, Nor death nor danger fear; But we'll confess, O Lord, to thee, What feeble things we are. 2 Fresh as the grass our bodies stand, And flourish bright and gay; A blasting wind sweeps o'er the land, And fades the grass away. 3 Our life contains a thousand springs, And fails if one be gone; Strange! that a harp of thousand strings Should keep in tune so long. 4 But 'tis our God supports our frame, The God who built us first; Salvation to the Almighty Name That reared us from the dust!
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