Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David, corrected and enlarged, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (2nd ed.) 237a. Thou God of love, thou ever-blest

Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David, corrected and enlarged, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (2nd ed.)‎#237a

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1 Thou God of love, thou ever-blest,
Pity my suffering state;
When wilt thou set my soul at rest,
From lips that love deceit?

2 Hard lot of mine! My days are cast
Among the sons of strife,
Whose never-ceasing quarrels waste
My golden hours of life.

3 Oh might I fly to change my place,
How would I choose to dwell
In some wide lonesome wilderness,
And leave these gates of hell!

4 Peace is the blessing that I seek,
How lovely are its charms!
I am for peace; but when I speak,
They all declare for arms.

5 New passions still their souls engage,
And keep their malice strong:
What shall be done to curb thy rage,
O thou devouring tongue!

6 Should burning arrows smite thee through,
Strict justice would approve;
But I would rather spare my foe,
And melt his heart with love.

Text Information
First Line:	Thou God of love, thou ever-blest
Title:	Complaint of quarrelsome Neighbours; or, a devout Wish for Peace
Language:	English
Publication Date:	1786
Scripture:	Psalm 120
Topic:	Complaint: of quarrelsome neighbors; Contention complained of; Evil Neighbors (2 more...)
Notes:	Now Public Domain.