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Ye Sons of Pride, that hate the Just

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P49b (1766) Lyrics: 1 Ye Sons of Pride, that hate the Just And trample on the Poor; When Death has brought you down to Dust, Your Pomp shall rise no more. 2 The last great Day shall change the Scene; When will that Hour appear? When shall the Just revive, and reign O'er all that scorn'd them here? 3 GOD will my naked Soul receive, When sep'rate from the Flesh; And break the Prison of the Grave, To raise my Bones afresh. 4 Heav'n is my everlasting Home, Th' Inheritance is sure: Let Men of Pride their Rage resume, But I'll repine no more. Topics: Death and pride; Death and Resurrection; Death of saints and sinners; Envy and Unbelief cured; Hope and despair in death; Mortality of man; Resurrection and death of Christ; Resurrection of the saints; Riches, their Vanity Scripture: Psalm 49:14-15 Languages: English

Ye sons of pride that hate the just

Hymnal: Dr. Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #106 (1790) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Ye sons of pride that hate the just And trample on the poor, When death has brought you down to dust, Your pomp shall rise no more. 2 The last great day shall change the scene; When will that hour appear? When shall the just revive, and reign O'er all that scorn'd them here? 3 God will my naked soul receive, When sep'rate from the flesh; And break the prison of the grave, To raise my bones afresh. 4 Heav'n is my everlasting home, Th' inheritance is sure: Let men of pride their rage resume, But I'll repine no more. Scripture: Psalm 49:14-15 Languages: English

Ye Sons of Pride

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #7773 Meter: 7.6.7.6 D First Line: Ye sons of pride, that hate the just Lyrics: 1. Ye sons of pride, that hate the just And trample on the poor, When death has brought you down to dust, Your pomp shall rise no more. 2. The last great day shall change the scene; When will that hour appear? When shall the just revive and reign O’er all that scorned them here? 3. God will my naked soul receive When separate from the flesh; And break the prison of the grave, To raise my bones afresh. 4. Heaven is my everlasting home, The inheritance is sure: Let men of pride their rage resume, But I’ll repine no more. Languages: English Tune Title: ELLACOMBE