49a. Now from the roaring lion's rage

1 "Now from the roaring lion's rage,
"O Lord, protect thy son,
"Nor leave thy darling to engage
"The powers of hell alone."

2 Thus did our suffering Saviour pray
With mighty cries and tears,
God heard him in that dreadful day,
And chas'd away his fears.

3 Great was the victory of his death
His throne exalted high;
And all the kindreds of the earth
Shall worship or shall die.

4 A numerous offspring must arise
From his expiring groans;
They shall be reckon'd in his eyes
For daughters and for sons.

5 The meek and humble souls shall see
His table richly spread;
And all that seek the Lord shall be
With joys immortal fed.

6 The isles shall know the righteousness
Of our incarnate God,
And nations yet unborn profess
Salvation in his blood.

Text Information
First Line: Now from the roaring lion's rage
Meter: Common Metre
Language: English
Publication Date: 1791
Scripture: ;
Notes: Now Public Domain. Second part
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