The Psalms of David ‎#II.XXIV

II.XXIV. When the great Builder arch'd the skies

1 When the great Builder arch'd the Skies,
And form'd all Nature with a Word,
The joyful Cherubs tun'd his Praise,
And ev'ry bending Throne ador'd.

2 High in the Midst of all the Throng,
Satan a tall Arch-Angel, sat,
Amongst the Morning Stars he sung,
'Till Sin destroy'd his heav'nly State.

[3 'Twas Sin that hurl'd him from his Throne,
Grov'ling in Fire the Rebel lies:
How art thou sunk in Darkness down,
Son of the Morning, from the Skies.]

4 And thus our two first Parents stood,
Till Sin defil'd the happy Place;
They lost their Garden and their God,
And ruin'd all their unborn Race.

[5 So sprung the Plague from Adam's Bow'r,
And spread Destruction all abroad;
Sin, the curst Name, and in one Hour,
Spoil'd Six Days Labour of a God.]

6 Tremble, my Soul, and mourn for Grief,
That such a Foe should seize thy Breast;
Fly to thy Lord for quick Relief;
O may he slay this treach'rous Guest.

7 Then to thy Throne, victorious King,
Then to thy Throne our Shouts shall rise,
Thine everlasting Arm we sing,
For Sin the Monster, bleeds and dies.

Text Information

• First Line: When the great Builder arch'd the skies
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1766
• Topic: Angels Sinning; Fall of Angels and Men

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