Hymnal: NVPD1752 #118 (1752) Lyrics: 1. Rise, Lord, and let thine Enemies,
Abroad dispersed be;
Let them, that impiously Thee hate,
Before thy Presence flee,
2. As Smoke is driven with the Wind,
So, Lord, the Wicked chase;
As Fire melts Wax, so let thy Foes
Dissolve, before thy Face.
3. But let the Righteous all be glad,
Before the Lord rejoice;
With Gladness may their Hearts be fill'd
With Shouts of Joy their Voice.
4. Sing unto God, Oh! sing his Praise,
With Joy exult his Name;
Who by the Name Jehovah rides
On Heav'ns extended Frame.
5. God, from his holy dwelling Place,
Is, as a Father, kind
To Orphans; and a righteous Judge,
In him, the Widows find.
6. God, for the lonely, Houses builds,
He breaks the Captives Chain,
And sets them free; but Rebels, plagu'd,
In a dry Land remain.
Second Part
7. When God the Lord, from Egypt went,
And did our Armies Head,
Their Marches, in the Wilderness,
Thro' all their Wand'rings lead;
8. The Earth did shake, the Heav'ns drop'd,
And thus thy Presence own;
Sinai itself then shook, for God,
Ev'n Isr'els God, came down.
9. Thou Lord did'st shake the wat'ry Clouds,
And send a plenteous Rain;
When tir'd with Drought, thou kindly did'st
Thine Heritage sustain.
10. Thou gavest Canaan to thy Flock,
And fix'd their Dwelling there;
Thou Goodness, Lord, did'st for the Poor,
Abundantly prepare.
11. In all our many Victories,
'Twas thou that gav'st the Word;
And Virgin-Troops, thus, loud proclaim'd
The Wonders of the Lord:
12. "Great Captains,with their num'rous Hosts,
"Struck with a Panick, fled;
"And she that stay'd at Home, their Spoils
"Did part, and on them fed.
13. Tho' ye were Egypt's sully'd Slaves,
Yourselves ye now behold,
Shine, as Dove's Wings, with Silver tipt,
And Plumes, with yellow Gold.
14. When there th1 Almighty scatter's Kings,
Ye shone as Salmon's Snow.
15. God's Hill, Mount Bashan, far excells;
Which many Heads can show.
16. Why do ye leap, ye lofty Mounts?
God hath desir'd this Hill
For his Abode, inhabit here
Jehovah ever will.
17. The shining Chariots of our God,
Miriads of Angels are;
With them, as once on Sinai's Mount,
Our God is present there.
Third Part
18. Thou hast ascended up on high,
Thy Churches glorious Head;
Thou hast, Captivity itself,
Captive, in Triumph, led;
Rich Gifts, for Men, thou hast receiv'd,
Ev'n Rebels have their Share;
That God, the Lord, might with them dwell,
And take them in his Care.
19. Bless'd be the Lord, each Day we live,
Who daily doth us load
With his rich Bounties from above,
Who's our Salvation's God.
20. For he, that is our God, has all
Salvations at Command;
And all our near Escapes from Death,
Flow from Jehovah's Hand.
21. But God, with deadly Wounds, shall smite
The Head of all his Foes;
Their Chief, who, in his Trespasses,
Still on presumptuous, goes.
22. God said, "The Conquest I'll repeat
"You gain'd o'er Bashan's King;
"You, safely, thro' the Depths of Seas,
"Whene'er 'tis needful, bring.
23. That you, your Feet, may deeply stain
With the high crimson Flood,
Pour'd from your slaughter'd Enemies;
And Dogs may lick their Blood.
Fourth Part
24. Now, Lord, we've seen what solemn State,
Did thy Procession grace;
The Progress of my God, and King,
Into his holy Place.
25. Sweet Singers led the Way, then those
On Instruments who play'd;
With Damsels, who to Timbrels sung,
And pleasing Consort made.
26. These, as they march'd, in Chorus join'd,
"Bless ye our God, (they sung,)
"In your Assemblies praise the Lord,
"Ye who from Isr'el sprung.
27. The Chiefs of little Benjamin,
And Judah's Lords, combin'd
With Zebulun, and Napthali,
And the Procession join'd.
28. Thy God, O Isr'el, Strength commands,
And thee to Union brought;
And now, O God, confirm the Work
Which thou, for us, hast wrought.
Fifth Part
29. In Honour to thy Temple, Lord,
In Salem's chosen Seat,
May thither Kings their Presents bring,
And worship at thy Feet.
30. Rebuke the Spear-Men, Bulls, and Calves,
Wild Herds of Rage, and Might;
'Till with rich Presents, they submit;
Crush those in War delight.
51. Egypt's, and Cushes Princes then
Shall God their Off'rings bring.
32. Sing unto God, ye distant Realms;
To God your Praises sing.
33. To him that rideth on the Heav'ns;
In ancient Times that were;
Lo! thence he sends his awful Voice,
A mighty Voice we hear.
34. Ascribe ye boundless Pow'r to God.
Whose glorious Dignity
Is over Isr'el; and his Strength
Shines in the cloudy Sky.
35. O God! how terrible art thou.
Out of thy holy Place!
God, Strength and Pow'r, his Isr'el, gives;
To him be all the Praise.
Scripture: Psalm 68 Languages: English
Rise, Lord, and let thine Enemies
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