WITH David’s Lord, and ours, A covenant once was made, Whose bonds are firm and sure, Whose glories ne’er shall fade; Signed by the sacred Three in One, In mutual love, ere time begun.
Firm as the lasting hills, This covenant shall endure, Whose powerful shalls and wills Make every blessing sure: When ruin shakes all nature’s frame, Its promises shall stand the same.
Here the vast seas of grace, Of love and mercy flow, More than the blood-bought race On earth can grasp or know: O sacred deep without a shore, Who shall thy wonders here explore?
Here, when our feet shall fall, Its mercy we shall see: Grace to restore the soul, And pardon, full and free; We, with delight, shall God behold As sheep restored to Zion’s fold.
And when through Jordan’s flood Our God shall bid us go, He shall our souls defend, And vanquish every foe; And in this covenant we shall view Sufficient strength to bear us through.
John Kent, 1766-1843‡