1 O God, no longer hold Thy peace,
No longer silent be;
Thine enemies lift up their head
To fight Thy saints and Thee.
2 Against Thy own, whom Thou dost love,
Their craft Thy foes employ;
They think to cut Thy people off,
Thy Church they would destroy.
3 Thy ancient foes, conspiring still,
With one consent agree,
And they who with Thy people strive
Make war, O God, with Thee.
4 O God, Who in our fathers' time
Didst smite our foes and Thine,
So smite Thy enemies today
Who in their pride combine.
5 Make them like dust and stubble blown
Before the whirlwind dire,
In terror driven before the storm
Of Thy consuming fire.
6 Confound them in their sin till they
To Thee for pardon fly,
Till in dismay they trembling, own
That Thou art God Most High.
The Psalter: with responsive readings, 1912
|Instances (1 - 2 of 2)||Title||First Line||Tune||Tune Key||Author||Meter||Scripture||Date||Subject||Source|
|The Cyber Hymnal #4872||O God, No Longer Hold Thy Peace||O God, no longer hold Thy peace||ST. MATTHEW||Anonymous||CMD||From <cite>The Psalter</cite> (Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania: The United Presbyterian Board of Publication, 1912), number 224|
|Trinity Hymnal (Rev. ed.) #61||O God, No Longer Hold Thy Peace||O God, no longer hold thy peace||ST. MATTHEW||C.M.D.||Psalm 83||1990||God | His Sovereignty; Adversaries | ; Church | Afflicted; God | Wrath of; Imprecatory Psalms |||<i>The Psalter</i>, 1912|