"He hath put a new song in my mouth, even praise unto our God." -- Ps. xl.3. R. Rolle, 1349. tr., Emma Frances Bevan, 1899 I know not the song of Thy praises, Till Thou teach it, my God, to me -- Till I hear the still voice of Thy Spirit, Who speaketh for ever of Thee -- Till I hear the celestial singing, And learn the new song of Thy grace, And then shall I tell forth the marvels I learnt in Thy secret place. Thy marvels, not mine, far surpassing All thoughts of my heart must they be -- I can but declare the glad tidings, As Thou hast declared them to me. |