1 How pleased and blest was I To hear the people cry, 66 The terrors of Thy frown Shall beat their madness down; Thy throne forever stands on high. Come, let us seek our God to-day !" 4 Thy promises are true, Yes, with a cheerful zeal We'll haste to Zion's hill, And there our vows and honors pay. Thy grace is ever new; |