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VERSES
WRITTEN UNDER SEVERE DISAPPOINTMENT.
JANUARY 22D, 1732.
354
Oppress'd, O Lord, in thee I trust,
To thee, insulted, flee:
Howe'er in mortals 'tis unjust,
'Tis righteousness in thee.
To thee, insulted, flee:
Howe'er in mortals 'tis unjust,
'Tis righteousness in thee.
To God why should the thankless call
His blessings to repeat?
Why should the unthankful-for-the-small
Be trusted with the great?
His blessings to repeat?
Why should the unthankful-for-the-small
Be trusted with the great?
To thee my soul for mercy flies,
And pardon seeks on high;
For earth,—its mercy I despise,
Its justice I defy.
And pardon seeks on high;
For earth,—its mercy I despise,
Its justice I defy.
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Grant me, O Lord, with holier care,
And worthier thee, to live!
Forgive my foes, and let them dare
The injured to forgive.
And worthier thee, to live!
Forgive my foes, and let them dare
The injured to forgive.
Thy grace, in death's decisive hour,
Though undeserved, bestow!
O, then on me thy mercies shower!
And welcome, judgment, now!
Though undeserved, bestow!
O, then on me thy mercies shower!
And welcome, judgment, now!
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