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There is no God, do foolish men
affirm in their mad mood;
Their drifts are all corrupt and vain,
not one of them doth good.
The Lord beheld from heav'n most high
the whole race of mankind,
And saw not one that sought indeed
the living God to find.
They went all wide, and were corrupt,
and truly there was none
That in the world did any good,
no, not so much as one.
Is all their judgment so far lost,
that all work mischief still,
Eating my people e'en as bread,
not one to seek God's will.
When they thus rage, then suddenly
great fear on them shall fall;
For God doth love the righteous men,
and will preserve them all.
Ye mock the doings of the poor,
to their reproach and shame;
Because they put their trust in God,
and call upon his Name.
But who shall give thy people health
and when wilt thou fulfill
Thy promise made to Israel
from out of Zion hill.
For when thou shalt restore again
such as were captive led,
Then Jacob shall therein rejoice,
and Israel be glad.
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LYRICS
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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1549,1812
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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