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5 The wicked shall sink down to hell;

Thy wrath devour the lands That dare forget thee, or rebel

Against thy known commands. 6 Though saints to sore distress are brought,

And wait, and long complain, Their cries shall not be, still, forgot,

Nor shall their hopes be vain. 7 Rise, great Redeemer, from thy seat,

To judge and save the poor; Let nations tremble at thy feet,

And man prevail no more. 8 Thy thunder shall affright the proud, And put

their hearts to pain; Make them confess that thou art God,

And they but feeble men. 10 Prayer heard, and Saints saved. C.M. 1 WHY doth the Lord stand off so far,

And why conceal his face, When great calamities appear,

And times of deep distress?
2 Lord, shall the wicked still deride

Thy justice and thy power?
Shall they advance their heads in pride,

And still thy saints devour?
3 They put thy judgments from their sight,

And then insult the poor;
They boast in their exalted height,

That they shall fall no more. 4 Arise, O God, lift up thy hand;

Attend our humble cry;
No enemy shall dare to stand,

When God ascends on high.

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5 Why do the men of malice rage,

And say, with foolish pride, 66 The God of heaven will ne’er engage

To fight on Zion's side ?”

6 But thou for ever art our Lord;

And powerful is thy hand,
As when the heathen felt thy sword,

And perished from thy land.
7 Thou wilt prepare our hearts to pray,

And cause thine ear to hear;
Wilt mark whate'er thy children say,

And put the world in fear.
8 Proud tyrants shall no more oppress,

No more despise the just;
And mighty sinners shall confess

They are but earth and dust.
11 Confidence in the Justice of God. L.M.
1 MY

Y refuge is the God of love;

Why do my foes insult and cry,“Fly, like a timorous trembling dove,

To distant woods or mountains fly?” 2 If government be all destroyed,

(That firm foundation of our peace,) And violence make justice void,

Where shall the righteous seek redress ? 3 The Lord in heaven has fixed his throne;

His eye surveys the world below: To him all mortal things are known,

His eyelids search our spirits through. 4 If he afflicts his saints so far, To prove

their love and try their grace, What may the bold transgressors fear?

His very soul abhors their ways. 5 On impious wretches he will rain

Tempests of brimstone, fire, and death,
Such as he kindled on the plain
Of Sodom, with his angry

breath.
6 The righteous Lord loves righteous souls,

Whose thoughts and actions are sincere; And with a gracious eye beholds

The men who his own image bear. 12 The Saint's Safety in evil Times. L, M, 1

ORD, if thou dost not soon appear,
Virtue and truth will fly away;

1

A faithful man among us here

Will scarce be found, if thou delay. 2 The whole discourse, when neighbors meet,

Is filled with trifles, loose, and vain; Their lips are flattery and deceit,

And their proud language is profane. 3 But lips that with deceit abound

Shall not maintain their triumph long; The God of vengeance will confound

The flattering and blaspheming tongue. 4 “Yet shall our words be free,” they cry;

“Our tongues shall be controlled by none; Where is the Lord will ask us why, Or say our lips are not our own

3,3 5 The Lord, who sees the poor oppressed,

And hears the oppressor's haughty strain, Will rise to give his children rest,

Nor shall they trust his word in vain. 6 Thy word, O Lord, though often tried,

Void of deceit shall still appear; Not silver, seven times purified

From dross and mixture, shines so clear. 7 Thy grace shall in the darkest hour

Defend the holy soul from harm; Though, when the vilest men have power,

On every side will sinners swarm. 12 Prevailing Wickedness.

C. M. 1 HELP: Lord, for men of virtue fail;

Religion loses ground; The sons of violence prevail,

And treacheries abound. 2 Their oaths and promises they break,

Yet act the flatterer's part; With fair deceitful lips they speak,

And with a double heart. 3 If we reprove some hateful lie,

How is their fury stirred! " Are not our lips our own,” they cry;

“ And who shall be our Lord ?" 4 Scoffers appear on every side, Where a vile race of men

Is raised to seats of power and pride,

And bears the sword in vain.

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5 Lord, when iniquities abound,

And blasphemy grows bold, When faith is hardly to be found,

And love is waxing cold;6 Is not thy chariot hastening on?

Hast thou not given the sign? May we not trust and live upon

A promise so divine ?
7 “Yes," saith the Lord,“ now will I rise,

And make oppressors flee;
I will appear to their surprise,

And set my servants free."
8 Thy word, like silver seven times tried,

Through ages shall endure;
The men that in thy truth confide,

Shall find the promise sure. 13 Pleading with God under Desertion. L. M 1 , ,

Like one that seeks his God in vain ?
Canst thou thy face for ever hide,
And I still pray,

and be denied ? 2 Shall I for ever be forgot,

As one whom thou regardest not?
Still shall my soul thine absence mourn,

And still despair of thy return?
3 How long shall my poor troubled breast

Be with these anxious thoughts oppressed,
And Satan, my malicious foe,

Rejoice to see me sunk so low?
4 Hear, Lord, and grant me quick relief,

Before my death conclude my grief;
If thou withhold thy heavenly light,

I sleep in everlasting night.
5 How will the powers of darkness boast,

If but one praying soul be lost!
But I have trusted in thy grace,
And shall again behold thy face.

C.M

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6 Whate'er my fears or foes suggest,

Thou art my hope, my joy, my rest; My heart shall feel thy love, and raise My cheerful voice to songs of praise. 13 Complaint under Temptations. 1 HOW long wilt thou conceal thy face,

My God, how long delay? When shall I feel those heavenly rays,

That chase my fears away?
2 How long shall my poor laboring soul

Wrestle and toil in vain ?
Thy word can all my foes control

And ease my raging pain.
3 See how the prince of darkness tries

All his malicious arts;
He spreads a mist around my eyes,

And throws his fiery darts.
4 Be thou my sun, and thou my shield;

My soul in safety keep;
Make haste, before mine eyes are sealed

In death's eternal sleep.
-5 How would the tempter boast aloud,

If I become his prey!
Behold, the sons of hell grow proud

At thy so long delay.
6 But they shall fly at thy rebuke,

And Satan hide his head;
He knows the terrors of thy look,

And hears thy voice with dread.
7 Thou wilt display that sovereign grace,

Where all my hopes are hung;
I shall employ my lips in praise,
And victory shall be sung.

First Part. 14

By Nature all Men are Sinners. 1

FOOLS in their hearts þelieve and say
There is no God that reigns on high,

Or minds th' affairs of men.
2 From thoughts so dreadful and profane,

Corrupt discourse proceeds;

C.M.

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