Correction for sin, and release by prayer. <br /> <br />From age to age exalt his name; <br />God and his grace are still the same; <br />He fills the hungry soul with food, <br />And feeds the poor with every good. <br /> <br />But if their hearts rebel and rise <br />Against the God that rules the skies; <br />If they reject his heav'nly word, <br />And slight the counsels of the Lord <br /> <br />He'll bring their spirits to the ground, <br />And no deliv'rer shall be found; <br />Laden with grief, they waste their breath <br />In darkness and the shades of death. <br /> <br />Then to the Lord they raise their cries; <br />He makes the dawning light arise, <br />And scatters all that dismal shade <br />That hung so heavy round their head. <br /> <br />He cuts the bars of brass in two, <br />And lets the smiling pris'ners through; <br />Takes off the load of guilt and grief, <br />And gives the lab'ring soul relief. <br /> <br />O may the sons of men record <br />The wondrous goodness of the Lord <br />How great his works! how kind his ways! <br />Let every tongue pronounce his praise.<br /><br />Isaac Watts<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/psalm-107-part-2/
