P56. O Thou whose Justice reigns on high

1 O Thou whose Justice reigns on high,
And makes th'Oppressor cease,
Behold how envious Sinners try
To vex and break my Peace!

2 The Sons of Violence and Lies
Join to devour me, Lord;
But as my hourly Dangers rise,
My Refuge is thy Word.

3 In GOD, most holy, just and true,
I have repos'd my Trust;
Nor will I fear what Flesh can do,
The Offspring of the Dust.

4 They wrest my Words to Mischief still,
Charge me with unknown Faults;
Mischief doth all their Counsels fill,
And Malice all their thoughts.

5 Shall they escape without thy Frown?
Must their Devices stand?
O cast the haughty Sinner down,
And let him know thy Hand!

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6 GOD counts the Sorrows of his Saints,
Their Groans affect his Ears;
Thou hast a Book for my Complaints,
A Bottle for my Tears.

7 When to thy Throne I raise my Cry,
The Wicked fear and flee;
So swift is Pray'r to reach the Sky,
So near is GOD to me.

8 In Thee, most holy, just and true,
I have repos'd my Trust;
Nor will I fear what Man can do,
The Offspring of the Dust.

9 Thy solemn Vows are on me, Lord,
Thou shalt receive my Praise;
I'll sing, How faithful is thy Word!
How righteous all thy Ways!

10 Thou hast secur'd my Soul from Death,
O set thy Pris'ner free,
That Heart and Hand, and Life and Breath,
May be employ'd for Thee.

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First Line: O Thou whose Justice reigns on high
Language: English
Publication Date: 1740
Scripture:
Topic: Deliverance: from oppression and falsehood; Falsehood; Prayer: and faith of persecuted saints
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