Their heart is full of wickedness, 2 The Lord looked from His heavenly throne On all mankind below Him, Who truly sought to know Him, Delusive paths of folly trod, 4 How long, by folly blindly led, 5 Therefore their heart is never still, 6 Who shall to Israel's outcast race From Zion bring salvation? God will Himself at length show grace That will He do by Christ their King; 278 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7 O GOD, from heaven look down and see 2 Fictions they teach with cunning art, And lies of man's invention; Not grounded on God's Word, their heart Breeds naught but strange dissension; One chooses this, another that, Untold division they create Though saint-like in appearance. 3 May God root out all heresy, 4 Therefore saith God, "I must arise, Shall be the poor man's strength and shield, Shall conquer all opposers." 5 As silver seven times furnace-tried; 6 O God, preserve it pure and free The wicked walk on every side, When 'mid Thy flock the vile abide 279 10, 10, 10, 4 CHRIST, Thou the Champion of the band who own Thy cross, O make Thy succor quickly known! The schemes of those who long our blood have sought Bring Thou to naught. 2 Do Thou Thyself for us Thy children fight, Withstand the Devil, quell his rage and might, Whate'er assails Thy members left below, Do Thou o'erthrow. 3 And give us Thy peace: peace in Church and school, Peace to the powers who o'er our country rule, Peace to the conscience, peace within the heart Do Thou impart. 4 So shall Thy goodness here be still adored, Thou Guardian of Thy little flock, dear Lord; And heaven and earth through all eternity Shall worship Thee. 280 11, 11, 11, 5 AH! Lord our God, let them not be confounded Who, though by want, and woe, and pain surrounded, Yet day and night still for Thy hope are sighing, To Thee are crying. 2 But put to shame Thy foes, who breathe defiance, And make their own vain might their sole reliance; O turn in mercy to Thy generation, 3 We stand bereft of help, and poor and lonely. 'Twere vain to trust in man;-with Thee, Lord, only We may defeat the enemies around us Who seek to wound us. 4 Thou art our Champion who canst overthrow them, And save the little flock now crushed below them, We trust in Thee; for Jesus' sake be near us! Help, Helper, hear us! 281 NO change of time shall ever shock 2 Thou my Deliverer art, my God; L. M. My trust is in Thy mighty power: Thou art my Shield from foes abroad; At home, my Safeguard and my Tower. 3 To Thee I will address my prayer, 4 Let the eternal Lord be praised, The Rock on whose defence I rest: O'er highest heavens His name be raised, Who me with His salvation blest. 282 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7 HAD God not come, 'may Israel say, Our enemies before this day Would surely have dismayed us; For we are but a handful small Held in contempt and scorn by all, All men rise up against us. |