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1 Help, Lord, for Men of Virtue fail,
Religion loses Ground;
The Sons of Violence prevail,
And Treacheries abound.
2 Their Oaths and Promises they break,
Yet act the Flatterer's Part;
With fair deceitful Lips they speak,
And with a double Heart.
3 If we reprove some hateful Lye,
How is their Fury stirr'd?
"Are not our Lips our own, they cry,
"And who shall be our Lord?"
4 Scoffers appear on every Side,
Where a vile Race of Men
Is rais'd to Seats of Pow'r and Pride,
And bears the Sword in vain.
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5 Lord, when Iniquities abound,
And Blasphemy grows bold,
When Faith is hardly to be found,
And Love is waxen cold;
6 Is not thy Chariot hast'ning on;
Hast thou not giv'n this Sign;
May we not trust and live upon
A Promise so divine?
7 "Yes, saith the Lord, now will I rise,
"And make Oppressors flee;
"I shall appear to their Surprize,
"And set my Servants free.
8 Thy Word, like Silver seven Times try'd,
Thro' Ages shall endure;
Then Men that in thy Truth confide,
Shall find the Promise sure.
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First Line: | Help, Lord, for Men of Virtue fail |
Meter: | Common Metre |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1766 |
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Topic: | Atheism: practical; Christ: his coming, the signs of it; Complaint: of quarellsome Neighbors(10 more...) |