From my Youth up, may Israel say

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1 From my Youth up, may Israel say,
They oftentimes have me assail'd;
Reduc'd me oft to heavy Straits,
But never yet have quite previl'd:
They plow'd my Back with Furrows long;
But GOD has recu'd us from Wrong.

2 Defeat, Confusion, shameful Rout
Ne still the dreadful Doom of those,
Their righteous Doom, who Sion hate,
And Sion's holy GOD oppose:
Like corn that's wither'd, let them fade,
Which too much Heat, and want of Root,
Untimely blasted in the Blade.

3 Which in his Arms no Reaper takes,
But in the Field neglected leaves;
Nor Binder thinks it worth his Pains
To fold and gather into Sheaves:
Nor Traveller vouchsafes to stop,
And crave a Blessing on the Crop.

Source: The Psalms of David: with the Ten Commandments, Creed, Lord's Prayer, &c. in metre...for the use of the Reformed Protestant Dutch church of the city of New York #CXXIX

Adapter: Francis Hopkinson

Francis Hopkinson; grad. College of Philadelphia with master’s degree; studied law and passed Pa. bar; opened conveyancer’s office in Philadelphia; musical and literary talent; prolific writer who frequently used pen name, A. B. LOC Name Authority Files Go to person page >

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First Line: From my Youth up, may Israel say
Adapter: Francis Hopkinson
Source: Tate and Brady's New Version, "From my youth up, may Israel say"
Language: English
Publication Date: 1767
Copyright: Public Domain


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