A translation of Sundry Psalms which were omitted in Doctor Watts's Version To which is added, a Number of hymns |
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Psalm LIX. Short Metre. Prayer for national deliverance. |
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Psalm LIX. Short Metre. Prayer for national deliverance.
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From foes, that round us rise,O God of heaven, defend,
Who brave the vengeance of the skies,
And with thy saints contend.
2
Behold, from distant shores,And desert wilds they come,
Combine for blood their barbarous force,
And through thy cities roam.
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Beneath the silent shade,Their secret plots they lay,
Our peaceful walls by night invade,
And waste the fields by day.
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And will the God of grace,Regardless of our pain.
Permit secure that impious race,
To riot in their reign?
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In vain their secret guile,Or open force they prove;
His eye can pierce the deepest veil,
His hand their strength remove.
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Yet save them, Lord, from death,Lest we forget their doom;
But drive them with thine angry breath,
Through distant lands to roam.
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Then shall our grateful voiceProclaim our guardian God;
The nations round the earth rejoice,
And sound the praise abroad.
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