129. Lord, hast thou cast the nation off?

1 Lord, hast thou cast the nation off?
Must we forever mourn?
Wilt thou indulge immortal wrath?
Shall mercy ne'er return?

2 The terror of one frown of thine
Melts all our strength away;
Like men that totter drunk with wine,
We tremble in dismay.

3 Our Zion trembles ta they stroke,
And dreads thy threat'ning hand;
O heal the people thou hast broke,
Confirm the wav'ring land.

4 Lift up a banner in the field
For those that fear thy name:
Save thy beloved with thy shield,
And put our foes to shame.

5 Go with our armies to the fight,
Like a confed'rate God;
In vain confed'rate pow'rs unite
Against thy lifted rod.

6 Our troops shall gain a wide renown,
By thine assisting hand:
'Tis God that treads the mighty down,
And makes the feeble stand.

Text Information
First Line: Lord, hast thou cast the nation off?
Meter: C. M.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1790
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