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Tush, God forgetteth this, saith he,
therefore I may be bold;
His countenance is cast aside,
he doth it not behold.
Arise, O Lord our God, in whom
the poor man's hope doth rest;
Lift up thy hand, do not forget
the poor that be oppressed.
Why should the proud and wicked man
blaspheme God's holy Name
Whilst in his heart he crieth, tush,
God cares not for the same.
But thou seest all their wickedness,
and well dost understand,
That friendless and poor fatherless
are left into thy hand.
Of wicked and malicious men
then break the pow'r alway;
That they with their iniquity
may perish and decay.
The Lord doth reign for evermore
as King and God alone;
And he will chase out of the land
the heathen folk each one.
Thou hearest, Lord, the poor's complaint,
their pray'r and their request;
Their hearts thou wilt confirm, until
thine ears to hear be pressed.
To judge the poor and fatherless,
and help them to their right,
That they may be no more oppressed
by men of worldly might.
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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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1549,1812
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Bible Refs:
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Ps 10:11-18;
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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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| 1812 | # 10 |
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