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26 | Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David, corrected and enlarged, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (2nd ed.)#27 | 28 |
1 How long wilt thou conceal thy face?
My God, how long delay?
When shall I feel those heavenly rays
That chase my fears away?
2 How long shall my poor labouring soul
Wrestle and toil in vain?
Thy word can all my foes controul,
And ease my raging pain.
3 See how the Prince of darkness tries
All his malicious arts;
He spreads a mist around my eyes,
And throws his fiery darts.
4 Be thou my sun, and thou my shield,
My soul in safety keep;
Make haste before mine eyes are seal'd
In death's eternal sleep.
5 How would the tempter boast aloud,
Should I become his prey!
Behold the sons of hell grow proud
To see thy long delay.
6 But they shall fly at thy rebuke,
And Satan hide his head;
He knows the terrors of thy look,
And hears thy voice with dread.
7 Thou wilt display that sovereign grace,
Whence all my comforts spring;
I shall employ my lips in praise,
And thy salvation sing.
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First Line: | How long wilt thou conceal thy face? |
Title: | Complaint under the Temptation of Death |
Meter: | Common Metre |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1786 |
Scripture: | |
Topic: | Afflictions: hope in them; Complaint: of Desertion; Complaint: of temptation(3 more...) |