The men who slight thy faithful wordAuthor: Charles Wesley
Tune: [There is a fountain filled with blood]
Published in 12 hymnals
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1 The men who slight Thy faithful word
In their own lies confide,
These are the temple of the Lord,
And heathens all beside.
The temple of the Lord are these,
The only church and true,
Who live in pomp, and wealth, and ease,
And Jesus never knew.
2 The temple of the Lord—they pull
Thy living temples down,
And cast out every gracious soul
That trembles at Thy frown:
The church—they from their pale expel
Whom Thou hast here forgiven:
And all the synagogue of hell
Are the sole heirs of Heaven!
3 O would’st Thou, Lord, reveal their sins,
And turn their joy to grief,
The world, the Christian world convince
Of damning unbelief;
The formalists confound, convert,
And to Thy people join,
And break, and fill the broken heart
With confidence divine!
Source: The Cyber Hymnal #9811
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|The Cyber Hymnal #9811||The Men Who Slight Thy Faithful Word||The men who slight Thy faithful word||CLEANSING FOUNTAIN||Charles Wesley||CMD||<cite>Short Hymns</cite>, 1762|