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1 Lord thou hast scourg'd our guilty land,
Behold thy people mourn;
Shall veng'ance ever guide thy hand?
And mercy ne'er return?
2 Beneath the terrors of thine eye
Earth's haughty tow'rs decay;
Thy frowning mantle spreads the sky
And mortals melt away.
3 Our Sion trembles at thy stroke,
And dreads thy lifted hand;
Oh, heal the people thou hast broke,
And save the sinking land.
4 Exalt thy banner in the field,
For those that fear thy name;
From barb'rous hosts our nation shield,
And put our foes to shame.
5 Attend our armies to the fight,
And be their guardian God;
In vain shall numerous pow'rs unite
Against thy lifted rod.
6 Our troops, beneath thy guiding hand,
Shall gain a glad renown:
'Tis God who makes the feeble stand,
And treads the mighty down.
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First Line: | Lord thou hast scourg'd our guilty land |
Title: | Looking to God in the Distress of War |
Meter: | Common Metre |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1793 |
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