1 The kingdom Satan founded
Shall now be overthrown,
For Christ its fall hath sounded,
And through His pow'r alone
Shall Satan meet his doom,
And be for aye confounded;
He from the souls he wounded
Shall flee in fear and gloom.
2 Though he would bind forever
Our lips with bands of hell,
Yet Christ, sent to deliver,
Can loose those bands full well,
That e'en the dumb may raise
His voice with joy and pleasure
And sing in sweetest measure
To God his thanks and praise.
3 O Jesus! my distresses
To Thee are known full well,
Thou seest how Satan presses
My soul's weak citadel;
His aim is to control
My members and my senses,
With sin and with offenses
He steals into my soul.
4 Anon my tongue he bindeth
That God it shall not praise;
Anon my eyes he blindeth
To hide the light of grace;
Now he my ears doth close
To hinder me from hearing
The Gospel's sound so cheering
And soothing in my woes.
5 To God I raise my crying
Before the mercy-seat,
And on His Word relying
I grace of Him entreat,
That He for Jesus' sake
Would cleanse my soul and spirit
Through Jesus' blood and merit,
And Satan's power break.
6 God, let not love of sinning
Thy fear drive from my breast,
Lest Satan, triumph winning,
Be of my heart possessed;
O let Thy chas'tning rod
Each day give me direction,
To seek Thy sure protection
And tell Thy grace abroad.
7 My heart must Thou have solely,
My Savior and my God!
Come, Jesus, take it wholly,
And make it Thine abode!
Mold it to Thy control,
That I, Thy Word receiving,
May find, in Thee believing,
Salvation for my soul.
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