A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy ‎#417

417. O come, behold a scene of dread!

1 O come, behold a scene of dread!
Behold a world with slaughter spread!
And know, 'tis God who bids each land
thus feel the terrors of his hand.

2 'Tis his again the earth to cheer,
To break the bow, to snap the spear,
To wrap in flames the glitt'ring car,
And hush the tumult of the war.

3 Behold us, Lord! oppress'd with woe,
And exil'd from thy care we go:
Rebuk'd for sin, chastis'd by thee,
Grant us again thy face to see.

4 O thou, the God whom we adore!
Our breaches heal, our peace restore.
Our hope on man repos'd in vain,
O let thy strength, great God! sustain.

5 The objects of thy tend'rest love
O save, propitious from above!
Let us with them thy mercy share,
And hear, O hear our ceaseless pray'r.

Text Information

• First Line: O come, behold a scene of dread!
• Meter: L. M.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1814
• Topic: Particular Occasions and Circumstances: Public and National Blessings and Afflictions

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