1 O God, who hast our Troops dispers'd,
Forsaking those who left Thee first;
As we thy just Displeasure mourn,
To us, in Mercy, Lord, return.
2 Our Strength, that firm as Earth did stand,
Is rent by thy avenging Hand;
O! heal the Breaches Thou hast made:
We shake, we fall, without thy Aid!
3 Our Folly's sad Effects we feel;
For, drunk with Discord's Cup, we reel.
4 But now, for them who Thee revere'd,
Thou hast thy Truth's bright Banner rear'd.
5 Let thy Right-hand thy Saints protect:
Lord, here the Pray'rs, that we direct.
6 The Holy God has spoke; and I,
O'erjoy'd, on his firm Word rely.
To Thee in Portions I'll divide
Fair Sichem's Soil, Samaria's Pride:
To Sichem, Succoth next I'll join,
And measure out her Vale by Line.
7 Manasseh, Gilead, both subscribe
To my Commands, with Ephraim's Tribe:
Ephraim by Arms supports my Cause,
And Judah by religious Laws.
8 Moab my Slave and Drudge shall be,
Nor Edom from my Yoke get free;
Proud Palestine's imperious State
Shall humbly on our Triumph wait.
9 But who shall quell these mighty Pow'rs,
And clear my Way to Edom's Tow'rs?
Or through her guarded Frontiers tread
The Path that does to Conquest lead?
10 Ev'n Thou, O God, who hast dispers'd
Our Troops (for we forsook Thee first),
Those, whom Thou didst om Wrath forsake,
Aton'd, Thou wilt victorious make.
11 Do Thou our fainting Cause sustain;
For human Succours are but vain.
12 Fresh Strength and Courage God bestows:
'Tis He treads down our proudest Foes.
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