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O God, to whom revenge belongs,
thy vengeance now disclose;
Arise, thou Judge of all the earth,
and crush thy haughty foes.
How long, O Lord, shall sinful men
their solemn triumphs make?
How long their wicked actions boast,
and insolently speak.
Not only they thy saints,oppress,
ut unprovoked they spill
The widow's and the strangers blood,
and helpless orphans kill.
"And yet the Lord shall ne'er perceive,"
(profanely thus they speak,)
Nor any notice of our deeds
the God of Jacob take."
At length, ye stupid fools, your wants
endeavor to discern;
In folly will you still proceed,
and wisdom never learn?
Can he be deaf, who formed the ear?
or blind, who framed the eye?
Shall earth's great Judge not punish those
who his known will defy?
He fathoms all the thoughts of men,
to him their hearts lie bare;
His eye surveys them all, and sees
how vain their counsels are.
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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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1696
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Bible Refs:
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Ps 94:1-11;
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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 | # 94 |
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