Hymnal: PDIL1740 #21 (1740) First Line: Help, Lord, for Men of Virtue fail Lyrics: 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.
Pause.
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. Topics: Atheism practical; Christ his coming, the signs of it; Complaint of quarellsome Neighbors; Complaint Pride, Atheisim, Oppression, etc.; Corruption of Manners general; Enemies destroyed; Evil times; Falsehood and oppression, deliverance from them; Falsehood Blasphemy, etc.; Flattery and Deceit complained of; Hypocrites and hypocrisy; Saints safety in evil times; Sin of Tongue Scripture: Psalm 12 Languages: English
Complaint of a general Corruption of Manners; or, The Promise and Signs of CHRIST's coming to Judgment