1 We have a city very strong;
(The church of God is it)
Salvation to it all along
For walls and works he'l set.
2 Set open ye the gates, and then
The righteous nation, who
Do constantly the truth maintain,
Shall enter thereinto.
3 In peace thou such an one, in peace
Wilt ever have to be,
Whose mind on thee intirely stays,
Because he hopes in thee.
4 Repose in the Eternal now
The hope of all your mind:
For in the Lord Jehovah you
A rock eternal find.
5 He brings down them who dwell on high
Lays the proud city low,
Twice low till ev'n with earth it lie;
To dust that city throw.
6 It shall be trodden down; it shall
By feet be trodden down;
The feet of men, tho' poor and small
Trod by the needy one.
7 Sure of the righteous one the way
Is very righteousness:
And thou, O righteous One, dost weigh
Rightly each path of his.
8 In the way of thy judgments we
On thee do wait and will;
With souls thy name desiring, thee,
Lord, to remember still.
9 By night I've thee desir'd, O God;
My soul seeks early thee;
Thy judgments being on earth abroad,
Men justice then will see.
10 Shall favour on the wicked shine?
Justice he will not learn:
He'll in the land of judgment sin,
God's glory not discern.
11 Lord, thy uplifted hand these men
Won't see, but see they shall
With shame they spite at thine; and then
Thy foes fire burn them all.
12 A well-establis'd peace,0 Lord,
Thou dost for us prepare;
All our works for us we're assur'd,
By thee produced are.
13 O Lord our God, strange lords on us
Have had dominion:
But now thy name we'll mention thus,
Thy name by thee alone
14 They're gone, and shall not rise; they're dead
To life returning not;
Thy visit them destroy'd and made
Their memory to rot.
15 The nation, Lord, increasing thou
Cur nation dost increase;
So thou art prais'd; and it unto
AH parts extended is.
16 Lord thee they humbly visited
In an afllicted hour;
Chastened, an humble pray'r they did
To thee in secret pour.
17 As she that is to travail near,
In pains and pangs doth cry.
In such a state, O Lord, we were;
God saw it, God on high.
18 We have conceiv'd, and come to throws,
Yet nothing's in the birth;
Deliverance none in earth; and those
Fall not who fill the earth.
19 Yet thy dead men must live and rise;
So my dead body must
Wake now and sing, whoever is
Mine sleeping in the dust.
A dew from heav'n does on thee come,
Of springing plants a dew:
The earth which doth the dead entomb,
Shall yield dead not a few.
20 Come now into thy chambers; shut
Thy doors about thee fall:
Hide there a while my people: but
A while, till wrath be past.
21 Lo from his place God comes again
The world for sin to smite;
Earth will her bloods reveal; her slain
Earth will bring forth to light.
|First Line:||We have a city very strong|
|Title:||The Songs of the Prophet Isaiah: Chap. XXVI|