The Psalms of David ‎#XVIIa

XVIIa. Portion of Saints and Sinners; or, Hope and Despair in Death

1 Arise, my gracious God,
And make the wicked flee:
They are but thy chastising rod,
To drive thy saints to thee.

2 Behold the sinner dies;
His haughty words are vain;
Here in this life his pleasure lies,
And all beyond is pain.

3 Then let his pride advance,
And boast of all his store;
The LORD is my inheritance,
My soul can wish no more.

4 I shall behold the face
Of my forgiving GOD;
And stand complete in righteousness,
Wash'd in my Saviour's blood.

5 There's a new heav'n begun
When I awake from death,
Dressed in the likeness of thy Son,
And draw immortal breath.

Text Information

• First Line: Arise, my gracious God
• Title: Portion of Saints and Sinners; or, Hope and Despair in Death
• Meter: Short Metre
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1780
• Scripture:
  Psalm 17:13-15

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