Willametta Spencer – At The Round Earth’s Imagined Corners

Willametta Spencer – At The Round Earth’s Imagined Corners Lyrics

Artist: Willametta Spencer
Song: At The Round Earth’s Imagined Corners

At the round earth’s imagined corners, blow
Your trumpets, angels, and arise
From death, you numberless infinities
Of souls, and to your scattered bodies go

All whom the flood did, and fire shall o’erthrow
All whom war, death, age, agues, tyrannies
Despair, law, chance hath slain; and you whose eyes
Shall behold God and never taste death’s woe

But let them sleep, Lord, and me mourn a space
For, if above all these my sins abound
‘Tis late to ask abundance of Thy grace
Whеn we are therе. Here on this lowly ground

Teach me how to repent, for that’s as good
As if Thou hadst seal’d my pardon with Thy blood
Find more lyrics at https://dcslyrics.com

You can purchase their music thru
  
Disclosure: As an Amazon Associate and an Apple Partner, we earn from qualifying purchases

Willametta Spencer Lyrics – At The Round Earth’s Imagined Corners

Please support our site by sharing it.
And please follow our site to get the latest lyrics for all your favourite songs.

Release Year: 2022