168. God our Support and Comfort; or, Deliverance from Temptation and Perfection

1 Who will arise and plead my Right
Against my num'rous Foes,
While Earth and Hell their Force unite,
And all my Hopes oppose?

2 Had not the Lord, my Rock, my Help,
Sustain'd my fainting Head,
My Life had now in Silence dwelt,
My Soul amongst the Dead.

3 Alas! my sliding Feet! I cry'd.
Thy Promise was my Prop;
Thy Grace stood constant by my Side,
Thy Spirit bore me up.

4 While Multitudes of mournful Thoughts
Within my Bosom roll,
Thy boundless Love forgives my Faults,
Thy Comforts chear my Soul.

5 Pow'rs of Iniquity may rise,
And frame pernicious Laws;
But GOD my Refuge, rules the Skies,
He will defend my Cause.

6 Let Malice vent her Rage aloud,
Let bold Blasphemers scoff;
The Lord our GOD shall judge the Proud,
And cut the Sinners off.

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First Line: Who will arise and plead my Right
Title: God our Support and Comfort; or, Deliverance from Temptation and Perfection
Language: English
Publication Date: 1740
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Topic: Afflicted: Instruction by them; Afflicted: of Saints and Sinners different; Afflicted: sanctified (7 more...)
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