32a. Deus repulisti

1 O Lord, thou didst us cleane forsake,
and scatteredst us abroad:
Such great displeasure thou didst take,
return to us O God.
2 Thy might did move the earth so sore,
that it in sunder brake:
The hurt thereof O Lord restore,
for it doth bow and quake.

3 With heavy chande thou plaguest thus
the people that are thine:
And thou hast given unto us
a drink of deadly wine.
4 But yet to such as feare thy Name,
a banner thou didst shew,
That they may triumph in the same,
because thy word is true.

5 So that thy might may keep and save
the folk that favour thee:
That they thy help at hand may have;
O Lord grant this to me.
6 The Lord did speak from his own place,
this was his joyfull tale:
I will divide Sichem by pace,
and mete out Succoths vale

7 Gilead is given to my hand,
Manasses mine beside:
Ephraim the strength of all my land,
my law doth Juda guide.
8 In Moab I will wash my feet,
o'er Edom cast my shoe:
And thou Palestine oughtst to seek
for favour me unto.

9 But who will bring me at this tide
unto the City strong?
Or who to Edom will me guide,
so that I go not wrong?
10 Wilt thou not God, which didst forsake
thy folk, their land and coasts?
Our wars in hand thou wouldst not take,
nor walk among our hoasts.

11 Give aid O Lord and us relieve
from them that us disdaine:
The help that hoasts of men can give,
it is but all in vaine.
12 But through our God we shall have might
to take great things in hand:
He will tread down and put to flight
All those that us withstand.

Text Information
First Line: O Lord thou didst us cleane forsake
Title: Deus repulisti
Author: J. H.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1640
Scripture:
Notes: Sing to Psalm 59
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