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PSALM X.
[Why standest Thou, O Lord]
Why standest Thou, O Lord,
Far from Thine own removed,
And suffer'st those Thou hast abhorr'd
To vex whom Thou hast loved?
Ah! wherefore dost Thou hide
Thy face from our distress,
Nor check the persecutor's pride,
And prosperous wickedness?
Far from Thine own removed,
And suffer'st those Thou hast abhorr'd
To vex whom Thou hast loved?
Ah! wherefore dost Thou hide
Thy face from our distress,
Nor check the persecutor's pride,
And prosperous wickedness?
Arise, O God, arise!
O God, lift up Thine hand!
No longer seem to slight our cries,
But all our foes withstand.
The poor in his distress
Commits himself to Thee,
Thou Helper of the fatherless,
Thou Friend of misery!
O God, lift up Thine hand!
No longer seem to slight our cries,
But all our foes withstand.
The poor in his distress
Commits himself to Thee,
Thou Helper of the fatherless,
Thou Friend of misery!
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Confound the tyrant's power,
The man of sin o'erthrow;
Our depth of wickedness explore,
Root out our inbred foe.
When sin is all destroy'd,
Its being and remains,
We then shall say, “The Lord is God,
Our King for ever reigns.”
The man of sin o'erthrow;
Our depth of wickedness explore,
Root out our inbred foe.
When sin is all destroy'd,
Its being and remains,
We then shall say, “The Lord is God,
Our King for ever reigns.”
Thou, Lord, hast heard the prayer
That sighs the mourners' want;
And Thou wilt still their hearts prepare,
And hear their sad complaint;
To judge the fatherless,
And save the humble poor,
Till Satan can no more oppress,
And sin exists no more.
That sighs the mourners' want;
And Thou wilt still their hearts prepare,
And hear their sad complaint;
To judge the fatherless,
And save the humble poor,
Till Satan can no more oppress,
And sin exists no more.
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