The Christians Duty, exhibited, in a series of Hymns ‎#CXXII

CXXII. The Ruin of Antichrist

1 "I lift my Banner, saith the Lord,
"Where Antichrist has stood;
"The city of my Gospel-Foes
"Shall be a Field of Blood.

2 "My Heart has studied just Revenge,
"And now the Day appears,
"The Day of my Redeem'd is come
"To wipe away their Tears.

3 "Quite weary is my Patience grown,
"And bids my Fury go;
"Swift as the Lightning it shall move,
"And be as Fatal too.

4 "I call for helpers, but in vain;
"Then has my Gospel none?
"Well, mine own Arm has Might enough
"To crush my Foes alone.

5 "Slaughter and my devouring sword
"Shall walk the Streets around.
"Babel shall reel beneath my Stroke,
"And stagger to the Ground."

6 Thy Honour, O victorious King!
Thine own Right-Hand shall raise,
While we thy awful Vengeance sing,
And our Deliv'rer Praise.

Text Information

• First Line: I lift my Banner, saith the Lord
• Title: The Ruin of Antichrist
• Publication Date: 1791
• Scripture:
  Isaiah 63:4-7
• Topic: Hope of Israel
• Notes: Public Domain.

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