PSALM 36. v. 1–7. (S. M.) The Wickedness of Man, and the Majesty of God;
or, practical Atheism exposed.
I
When man grows bold in sin,
My heart within me cries,
‘He hath no faith of God within,
‘Nor fear before his eyes.’
II
He walks a while conceal'd
In a self-flattering dream,
Till his dark crimes at once reveal'd
Expose his hateful name.
III
His heart is false and foul,
His words are smooth and fair;
Wisdom is banish'd from his soul,
And leaves no goodness there.
IV
He plots upon his bed
New mischiefs to fulfil;
He sets his heart, and hand, and head,
To practise all that's ill.
V
But there's a dreadful God,
Tho' men renounce his fear;
His justice hid behind the cloud
Shall one great day appear.
VI
His truth transcends the sky;
In heaven his mercies dwell;
Deep as the sea his judgments lie,
His anger burns to hell.
VII
How excellent his love,
Whence all our safety springs!
O never let my soul remove
From underneath his wings.
