No sleep nor slumber to his eyes
Good David would afford,
Till he had found below the skies
A dwelling for the Lord.
Psalm 40 Poem v.6-9 The incarnation and sacrifice of Christ by Isaac Watts Thus saith the Lord, Your work is vain,Give your burnt offerings o’er;In dying goats, and bullocks slain,My soul delights no more. Then spake the Savior, “Lo, I’m here,My God, to do Thy […]