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24. My refuge is the God of love

1 My refuge is the God of love;
Why do my foes insult and cry,
'Fly like a tim'rous trembling dove,
'To distant woods or mountains fly?

2 If government be once destroy'd,
(That firm foundation of our peace)
And violence make justice void,
Where shall the righteous seek redress?

3 The Lord in heav'n hath fix'd his throne;
His eyes survey the world below;
To him all mortal things are known;
His eyelids search our spirits thro'.

4 If he afflicts his saints so far,
To prove their love and try their grace,
What may the bold transgressors fear;
His very soul abhors their ways.

5 On impious wretches he shall rain
Tempests and brimstone, fire and death;
Such as he kindled on the plain
Of Sodom, with his angry breath.

6 The righteous Lord loves righteous souls
Whose thoughts and actions are sincere;
And with a gracious eye beholds
The men that his own image bear.

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First Line: My refuge is the God of love
Meter: L. M.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1790
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