1 Lord, when Thy hand is lifted up,
The wicked shall not see:
But they shall see with glowing shame,
Though they obdurate be.
2 How few the weighty stroke regard,
And seek their Maker’s face!
In vain may Providence correct,
If not enforced by grace.
3 Exert Thy mighty influence, Lord,
And melt the stony breast;
Then shall Thy justice be adored,
Thy mercy stand confessed.
4 The scorner then shall mourn in dust,
And put his sins away,
No more resist his Maker’s hands,
But lift his own to pray.
Source: The Cyber Hymnal #8199
|First Line:||Lord, when Thy hand is lifted up|
|Title:||Lord, When Thy Hand Is Lifted Up|
|Source:||Published posthumously in Hymns Founded on Various Texts in the Holy Scriptures, by Job Orton (J. Eddowes and J. Cotton, 1755)|
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|The Cyber Hymnal #8199||Lord, When Thy Hand Is Lifted Up||Lord, when Thy hand is lifted up||MISSIONARY CHANT||Philip Doddrdge, 1702-1751||LM||Published posthumously in <cite>Hymns Founded on Various Texts in the Holy Scriptures</cite>, by Job Orton (J. Eddowes and J. Cotton, 1755)|