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LOT IN SODOM




How hurtful was the choice of Lot,
Who took up his abode
(Because it was a fruitful spot)
With them who feared not God!


A prisoner he was quickly made,
Bereaved of all his store;
And, but for Abraham’s timely aid,
He had returned no more.


Yet still he seemed resolved to stay
As if it were his rest;
Although their sins from day to day
His righteous soul distressed.


Awhile he stayed with anxious mind,
Exposed to scorn and strife;
At last he left his all behind,
And fled to save his life.


In vain his sons-in-law he warned,
They thought he told his dreams;
His daughters too, of them had learned,
And perished in the flames.


His wife escaped a little way,
But died for looking back:
Does not her case to pilgrims say,
“Beware of growing slack?”


Yea; Lot himself could ling’ring stand,
Though vengeance was in view;
’Twas mercy plucked him by the hand,
Or he had perished too.


The doom of Sodom wilt be ours
If to the earth we cleave;
Lord, quicken all our drowsy pow’rs,
To flee to Thee and live.

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LYRICS
Meter: 8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
Writer(s):
    Trans/Adapted:
      Dates: 1779
      Bible Refs: Gen 13:10; 2 Pe 2:8;
      MUSIC
      Name: ST. MAGNUS
      Meter: 8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
      Writer(s):
        Dates: 1707
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