PXCIV. Lord God to whom doth appertain

1 Lord God to whom doth appertain
The recompence of wrongs:
O mighty God, shine clearly forth,
To whom revenge belongs.
2 Thou judge of th' earth, lift up thy self,
The proud their wages pay.
3 How long, O Lord, shall wicked men,
How long triumph shall they?

4 O how long shall they utter forth,
And grievous things express?
How long shall all such boast themselves
As do work wickedness?
5 Lord they thy folk in pieces break,
And heritage oppress.
6 The widow and the stranger slay,
And kill the fatherless.

7 The Lord, they say, yet shall not see,
Nor Jacob's God it mind
8 Learn brutish people, and ye fools,
When will you wisdom find?
9 Who plants the ear, shall he not hear?
Who forms the eye not see?
10 Who heathen smites shall be not check?
Man's teacher, knows not he?


11 Jehovah knows the thoughts of men,
That they are very vain:
12 Lord blest is he whom thou correct'st,
And in thy law dost train.
13 That thou may'st give him quietness
From days of misery
Until the pit be digged for
Such as do wickedly.

14 Because Jehovah never will
His people cast away:
Nor yet will he forsake his own
Inheritance for aye.
15 But judgment unto righteousness
Shall sure return and reign,
And then all upright ones in heart,
Shall follow it again.

16 Against the evil doers who
Will up for me arise?
Who stand up for me against them
That work iniquities?
17 Had not the Lord me help'd, my soul
Had near in silence dwell'd.
18 When as I said my foot slips, Lord,
Thy mercy me upheld.


19 Amidst the multitude of thoughts
That are within my mind,
Still from thy consolations
My soul delight doth find.
20 What, shall the throne of wickedness
Have fellowship with thee?
Which mischief frames and executes
By law and vile decree.

21 They jointly gathered themselves
Together they withstood
The soul of him that righteous is,
And damn'd the guiltless blood.
22 Nevertheless Jehovah is
To me a refuge high:
My God he also is the rock,
Where I for safety fly.

23 Their mischief he on them shall bring,
And in the wickedness
Shall cut them off, yea, ev'n the Lord
Our God shall them suppress.

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First Line: Lord God to whom doth appertain
Language: English
Publication Date: 1742
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