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And still, like dust before the wind,
I drive them under feet,
And sweep them out like filthy dirt,
that lieth in the street.
Thou keep'st me from seditious folk
that still in strife are led;
And thou dost of the heathen folk
appoint me to be head.
A people strange, to me unknown,
and yet they shall me serve;
And at the first obey my word,
whereas my own will swerve.
I shall be irksome to my own,
they will not see my light;
But wander wide out of the way,
and hide them out of sight.
But blessed be the living Lord,
most worthy of all praise:
He is my rock and saving health,
praised be he always.
For it is lie that gave me pow'r,
reveng-ed for to be;
And with his holy word subdued
the people unto me.
And from my. foe delivered me,
and set me over those
That cruel and ungodly were,
and up against me rose.
And for this cause, O Lord my God,
to thee give thanks I shall;
And sing out praises to thy Name,
among the Gentiles all.
Deliv'rance great thou giv'st the king,
and dost reserve in store
Mercy for thine Anointed, and
his seed for evermore.
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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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1562,1812
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Bible Refs:
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Ps 18:41-49;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Year
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Song #
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| 1812 | # 18 |
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