1 Help, Lord, for men of virtue fail,
Religion loses ground!
The sons of violence prevail,
And treacheries abound.
2 Their oaths and promises they break,
Yet act the flatterer’s part;
With fair, deceitful lips they speak,
And with a double heart.
3 If we reprove some hateful lie,
They scorn our faithful word:
"Are not our lips our own," they cry,
"And who shall be our Lord?"
4 Scoffers appear on ev'ry side,
Where a vile race of men
Is rais'd to seats of pow'r and pride,
And bears the sword in vain.
5 Lord, when iniquities abound,
And blasphemy grows bold,;
When faith is rarely to be found,
And love is waxing cold:
6 Is not thy chariot hastening on!
Hast thou not given this sign?
May we not trust and live upon
A promise so divine?
7 "Yes, saith the Lord, now will I rise,
"And make oppressors flee;
"I shall appear to their surprise,
"And set my servants free"
8 Thy word, like silver sev’n times try'd,
Through ages shall endure;
The men that in thy truth confide,
Shall find thy promise sure.
Source: Church Hymn Book: consisting of newly composed hymns with the addition of hymns and psalms, from other authors, carefully adapted for the use of public worship, and many other occasions (1st ed.) #P.XII
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