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Because the king on God alone
for timely aid relies;
His mercy still supports his throne,
and all his wants supplies.
But, righteous Lord, thy stubborn foes
shall feel thy heavy hand;
Thy vengeful arm shall find out those
that hate thy mild command.
When thou against them dost engage,
thy just but dreadful doom
Shall, like a glowing oven's rage,
their hopes and them consume.
Nor shall thy furious anger cease,
or with their ruin end;
But root out all their guilty race,
and to their seed extend.
For all their thoughts were sit on ill,
their hearts on malice bent;
But thou, with watchful care, didst still
the ill effects prevent.
In vain, by shameful flight, they'll try
to 'scape thy dreadful might,
While thy swift darts shall faster fly,
and gall them in their flight.
Thus, Lord, thy wondrous strength disclose,
and thus exalt thy fame;
Whilst we glad songs of praise compose
to thy Almighty Name.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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Dates:
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1821
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Bible Refs:
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Ps 21:7-14;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Year
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Song #
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| 1821 | # 21 |
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