P.XCIV.II. Who will arise and plead my right

7 Who will arise and plead my right
Against my num'rous foes?
While earth and hell their force unite,
And all my hopes oppose.

8 Had not the Lord, my rock, my help,
Sustain'd my fainting head,
My life had now in silence dwelt,
My soul amongst the dead.

9 Alas! my sliding feet! I cri'd,
Thy promise bore me up;
Thy grace stood constant by my side,
And rais'd my sinking hope.

10 While multitudes of mournful thoughts
Within my bosom roll,
Thy boundless love forgives my faults,
Thy comforts cheer my soul.

11 Pow'rs of iniquity may rise,
And frame pernicious laws;
But God my refuge rules the skies,
He will defend my cause.

12 Let malice vent her rage aloud,
Let bold blasphemers scoff;
The Lord our God shall judge the proud,
And cut the sinners off.

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First Line: Who will arise and plead my right
Meter: C. M.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1816
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Topic: God our Support and Comfort
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