
Isaac Watts, 1674-1748
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Lord, if thou dost not soon appear, Virtue and truth will fly away; A faithful man amongst us here Will scarce be found, if thou delay.
2. The whole discourse, when neighbors meet,
3. But lips that with deceit abound |
4. Yet shall our words be free, they cry; Our tongues shall be controlled by none: Where is the Lord will ask us why? Or say our lips are not our own?
5. The Lord, who sees the poor oppressed,
6. Thy word, O Lord, though often tried, |
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7. Thy grace shall in the darkest hour Defend the holy soul from harm; Though when the vilest men have power, On every side will sinners swarm. |

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