The Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts ‎#Ps.36

Ps.36. Psalm 17

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

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

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

I shall behold the face
Of my forgiving God;
And stand complete in righteousness,
Washed in my Savior's blood.

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: Psalm 17
• Author: Isaac Watts
• Meter: S. M.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1806
• Scripture:
  Psalm 17
• Topic: Saints: and Sinners' portion; Sinner: and saint's portion; Portion of saints and sinners; Courage: in death; Death: courage in it; Resurrection: of the saints; Death: of saints and sinners; Despair: and hope in death; Grace: tried by afflictions; Heaven: of separate souls and resurrection; Hope: and despair in death; Separate souls, heaven; Souls in separate state

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