The Psalms of David ‎#CXVa

CXVa. The true GOD our Refuge; or Idolatry reproved

1 Not to ourselves, who are but dustn
Not to ourselves is glory due,
Eternal GOD, thou'rt only just,
Thou only gracious, wise and true.

2 Shine forth in all thy dreadful name;
Why should a heathen's haughty tongue
Insult us, and, to raise our shame,
Say, "Where's the GOD you've serv'd so long?"

3 The GOD we serve maintains his throne
Above the clouds, beyond the skies,
Thro' all the earth his will is done,
He knows our groans, he hears our cries.

4 But the vain idols they adore
Are senseless shapes of stone and wood;
At best a mass of glitt'ring ore,
A silver saint, or golden God.

5 [With eyes and ears, they carve the head;
Deaf are their ears, their eyes are blind;
In vain are costly off'rings made,
And vows are scatter'd in the wind.

6 Their feet were never made to move,
Nor hands to save when mortals pray;
Mortals that pay them fear or love,
Seem to be blind and deaf as they.]

7 O Isr'el, make the LORD thy hope,
Thy help, thy refuge, and thy rest;
The Lord shall build thy ruins up,
And bless the people and the priest.

8 The dead no more can speak thy praise,
They dwell in silence and the grave;
But we shall live to sing thy grace,
And tell the world thy pow'r to save.

Text Information

• First Line: Not to ourselves who are but dust
• Title: The true GOD our Refuge; or Idolatry reproved
• Meter: Long Metre
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1780
• Scripture:
  Psalm 115

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