William Billings - Petersburgh - ноты, текст песни (слова)

Thus saith the high and lofty One:
 "I sit upon my holy throne;
 My name is God, I dwell on high,
 Dwell in my own eternity.
 
 "But I descend to worlds below,
 On earth I have a mansion too;
 The humble spirit and contrite
 Is an abode of my delight.
 
 "The humble soul my words revive,
 I bid the mourning sinner live,
 Heal all the broken hearts I find,
 And ease the sorrows of the mind."
 
 O may thy pardoning grace be nigh,
 Lest we should faint, despair, and die!
 Thus shall our better thoughts approve
 The methods of thy chastening love.