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Innumerable foes
Hymnal: A Choice Collection of Hymns, in which are some never before printed #CLXII (1782) Hymnal Title: A Choice Collection of Hymns, in which are some never before printed Languages: English
Innumerable foes
Innumerable foes attack the child of God
Author: Joseph Hart Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns for the use of Christians #M.XVII (1804) Hymnal Title: A Collection of Hymns for the use of Christians Languages: English
Innumerable foes attack the child of God
Pride, dangerous
Author: Joseph Hart Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns, selected from sundry poets #XVIII (1791) Hymnal Title: A Collection of Hymns, selected from sundry poets First Line: Innumerable foes Lyrics: 1 Innumerable foes
Attack the child of God,
He feels within the weight of sin,
A grievous galling load.
2 Temptations too without,
Of various kinds assault,
Sly snares best his trav'ling feet,
And often make him halt.
3 From sinner and from saint
He meets with many a blow;
His own bad heart, creates him smart,
Which only God can know.
4 But though the hosts of hell,
Be neither weak nor small,
One mighty foe, deals dangerous woe,
And hurts beyond them all.
5 'Tis pride, accursed pride,
That spir't by God abhorr'd;
Do what we will, it haunts us still,
And keeps us from the Lord.
6 It blows its pois'nous breath,
And bloats the soul with air;
The heart uplifts with God's own gifts,
And makes e'en grace a snare.
7 Awake, nay while we sleep,
In all we think or speak,
It puffs us glad, torments us sad,
Its hold we cannot break.
8 In other ills we find
The hand of heav'n not slack;
Pride only knows to interpose,
And keep our comforts back.
9 'Tis hurtful when perceiv'd,
When unperceiv'd 'tis worse;
Unseen or seen, it dwells within,
And works by fraud or force.
10 Against its influence pray,
It mingles with the pray'r,
Against it preach, it prompts the speech;
Be silent, still 'tis there.
11 This moment while I write.
I feel its pow'r within;
My heart it draws, to seek applause,
And mixes all with sin.
12 Thou meek and lowly Lamb,
This hungry tyrant kill
That woundest thee, tho' thou wast free,
And grieves thy spirit still.
13 Our condescending God,
To whom else can we go,
Remove our pride whate'er betide,
And lay and keep us low.
14 Thy garden is the place,
Where pride cannot intrude;
For should it dare to enter there,
'Twould soon be drown'd in blood. Languages: English
Pride, dangerous
Innumerable foes attack the child of God
Author: Joseph Hart Hymnal: A Collection of Spiritual Hymns #403 (1876) Hymnal Title: A Collection of Spiritual Hymns Languages: English
Innumerable foes attack the child of God
Innumerable foes attack the child of God
Author: Joseph Hart Hymnal: A New and Beautiful Collection of Select Hymns and Spiritual Songs #d147 (1801) Hymnal Title: A New and Beautiful Collection of Select Hymns and Spiritual Songs Languages: English
Innumerable foes attack the child of God
Innumerable foes attack the child of God
Author: Joseph Hart Hymnal: A New Selection of Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs #442 (1839) Hymnal Title: A New Selection of Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs Languages: English
Innumerable foes attack the child of God
Innumerable foes
Author: Hart Hymnal: A Selection of Hymns and Spiritual Songs #H.CCLXXIV (1809) Hymnal Title: A Selection of Hymns and Spiritual Songs Languages: English
Innumerable foes
Innumerable foes
Author: Hart Hymnal: A Selection of Hymns and Spiritual Songs #H.CCLXXIV (1817) Hymnal Title: A Selection of Hymns and Spiritual Songs Languages: English
Innumerable foes
"Pride"
Author: Hart Hymnal: A Selection of Hymns for Public Worship. In four parts (10th ed.) (Gadsby's Hymns) #287 (1844) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Hymnal Title: A Selection of Hymns for Public Worship. In four parts (10th ed.) (Gadsby's Hymns) First Line: Innumerable foes Lyrics: 1 Innumerable foes,
Attack the child of God;
He feels within the weight of sin,
A grievous, galling load.
2 [Temptations, too, without,
Of various kinds, assault;
Sly snares beset his travelling feet,
And make him often halt.
3 From sinner and from saint
He meets with many a blow;
His own bad heart creates him smart,
Which only God can know.]
4 But though the host of hell
Be neither weak nor small,
One mighty foe deals wondrous woe,
And hurts beyond them all.
5 ’Tis pride, accursèd pride,
The spirit by God abhorred;
Do what we will, it haunts us still,
And keeps us from the Lord.
6 [It blows its poisonous breath,
And bloats the soul with air;
The heart uplifts with God’s own gifts,
And makes e’en grace a snare.]
7 [Awake, nay, while we sleep,
In all we think or speak,
It puffs us glad, torments us sad;
Its hold we cannot break.
8 In other ills we find
The hand of heaven not slack;
Pride only knows to interpose,
And keep our comforts back.]
9 [’Tis hurtful when perceived;
When not perceived, ’tis worse;
Unseen or seen, it dwells within,
And works by fraud or force.]
10 [Against its influence pray,
It mingles with the prayer;
Against it preach, it prompts the speech;
Be silent, still ’tis there.]
11 [In every outward act,
In every thought within,
The heart it draws to seek applause,
And mixes all with sin.]
12 Thou meek and lowly Lamb,
This haughty tyrant kill,
That wounded thee, though thou wast free,
And grieves thy Spirit still.
13 Our condescending God,
(To whom else shall we go?)
Remove our pride, whate’er betide,
And lay and keep us low.
14 [Thy garden is the place
Where pride cannot intrude;
For should it dare to enter there,
’Twould soon be drowned in blood.] Topics: Tribulation and Inconstancy of Mind Scripture: Proverbs 29:23 Languages: English
"Pride"
Innumerable foes attack the child of God
Author: Joseph Hart Hymnal: A Selection of Hymns, from the Best Authors #120 (1817) Hymnal Title: A Selection of Hymns, from the Best Authors Languages: English
Innumerable foes attack the child of God
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