1 Had not the Lord, may Isr'el say,
Had not the Lord maintain'd our side,
When men, to make our lives a prey,
Rose like the swelling of the tide;
2 The swelling tide had stopt our breath,
So fiercely did the waters roll,
We had been swallow'd up in death;
Proud waters had o'erwhelmed our soul.
3 For ever blessed be the Lord,
Who broke the fowlers' deadly snare;
Who sav'd us from the threat'ning sword,
And made our lives his watchful care.
4 Our help is in Jehovah's name,
Who form'd the earth and built the skies;
Who still upholds all nature's frame
And guards his church with watchful eyes.
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First Line: | Had not the Lord, may Israel say |
Meter: | L. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1814 |
Topic: | Particular Occasions and Circumstances: Public and National Blessings and Afflictions |