Words: Isaac Watts
Prayer heard, saints saved, and oppressors punished. For a humiliation day.
1 Why doth the Lord stand off so far ? And why conceal his face, When great calamities appear, And times of deep distress?
2 Lord, shall the wicked still deride Thy justice and thy power? Shall they advance their heads in pride, And still thy saints devour?
3 They put thy judgments from their sight, And then insult the poor; They boast in their exalted height, That they shall fall no more.
4 Arise, O God, lift up thine hand, Attend our humble cry; No enemy shall dare to stand When God ascends on high.
5 Why do the men of malice rage, And say, with foolish pride, "The God of heav'n will ne'er engage To fight on Zion's side?"
6 But thou for ever art our Lord; And powerful is thine hand, As when the heathens felt thy sword, And perished from thy land.
7 Thou wilt prepare our hearts to pray, And cause thine ear to hear; He hearkens what his children say, And puts the world in fear.
8 Proud tyrants shall no more oppress, No more despise the just; And mighty sinners shall confess They are but earth and dust.