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Lord cease the hate of wicked men and be

Lord, cease the hate of wicked men,
and be the just man's guide;
By whom the secrets of all hearts
are searchèd and descried.

I take my help to come of God,
in all my pain and smart;
Who doth preserve all those that be
of pure and perfect heart.

The just man and the wicked both
God judgeth by his pow'r;
So that he feels his mighty hand
e'en ev'ry day and hour.

Except he change his mind, I die;
for e'en as he thinks fit,
He whets his sword, he bends his bow,
aiming where he may hit:

And doth prepare his mortal darts
his arrows keen and sharp,
For them that do me persecute,
and do on mischief harp.

But 1o, though he ill travail be
of his dev'lish forecast,
And of his mischief once conceived,
yet brings forth nought at last,

He digs a ditch, and makes it deep,
in hopes to hurt his brother;
But he shall fall into the pit
that he diggèd up for other.

Thus wrong returneth to the hurt
of him in whom it bred;
And all the mischief that he wrought
shall fall on his own head.

I will give thanks to God therefore,
that judgeth righteously;
And with my song will praise the Name
of him that is most high.

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Meter: 8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
      Dates: 1549,1812
      Bible Refs: Ps 7:9-17;
      Hymn/Song Book Year Song #
      1812# 7
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