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Truly the Lord is very good
and kind to Israel,
And to all such as safely keep
their conscience pure and well.
But as for me, I almost slipped,
my feet began to slide,
Before that I was well aware
my steps did turn aside.
For when I saw such foolish men,
I grudged with great disdain,
That wicked men all things should have
without turmoil and pain.
They never suffer pains nor grief,
as if death should them smite,
Their bodies are full stout and strong,
and ever in good plight:
Always free from adversity
and ev'ry sad event,
With other men they take no part
of plague or punishment.
Therefore presumption doth embrace
their necks as doth a chain,
They are e'en wrapped as in a robe
with rapine and disdain.
They are so fed, that e'en with fat
their eyes oft times out start,
And as for worldly goods they have
more than can wish their heart.
Their life is most licentious, and
they boast much with their tongue,
How they the poor and simple have
Oppress-ed with great wrong.
They set their mouth against the heav'ns,
and do the Lord blaspheme,
They proudly boast of worldly things,
no one they do esteem.
God's people often do turn back
to see their prosp'rous state,
And almost drink the self-same cup,
and talk at the same rate:
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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 73:1-10;
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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 | # 73 |
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