WHEN God reveal'd His gracious name

WHEN God reveal'd His gracious name And changed my mournful state, My rapture seem'd a pleasing dream, The grace appear'd so great.

The world beheld the glorious change, And did Thy hand confess: My tongue broke out in unknown strains, And sung surprising grace.

Great is the work, my neighbours cried, And own'd the power divine; Great is the work, my heart replied, And be the glory Thine.

The Lord can clear the darkest skies, Can give us day for night; Make drops of sacred sorrow rise To rivers of delight.

Let them that sow in sadness wait Till the fair harvest come; They shall confess their sheaves are great, And shout the blessings home.

Though seed lie burled long in dust, It shan't deceive their hope: The precious grain can ne'er be lost, For grace insures the crop.