Isaac Watts, 1674-1748
Are sinners now so senseless grown|
That they the saints devour?
And never worship at thy throne,
Nor fear thine awful power?
2. Great God! appear to their surprise;
3. Dost thou not dwell among the just?|
And yet our foes deride,
That we should make thy name our trust;
Great God! confound their pride.
4. O that the joyful day were come
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