1 Had not the Lord (may Isr'el say)
been pleas'd to interpose,
2 Had he not then espous'd our Cause,
when Men against us rose,
3,4,5 Their Wrath had swallow'd us alive,
and rag'd without Controul;
Their Spite and Pride's united Floods
had quite o'erwhelm'd our Soul.
6 But prais'd be our eternal Lord,
who rescu'd us that Day,
Nor to their savage Jaws gave up
our threat'ned Lives a Prey.
7 Our Soul is like a Bird escap'd
from out the Fowler's Net;
The Snare is broke, their Hopes are cross'd,
and we at Freedom set.
8 Secure is his Almighty Name,
our Confidence remains,
Who, as he made both Heav'n and Earth,
of both sole Monarch reigns.
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