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In Thy Heritage the Heathen

Author: Anonymous Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #3091 Meter: 8.7.8.7 D Scripture: Psalm 79 Lyrics: 1. In Thy heritage the heathen Now, O God, triumphant stand; They defile Thy holy temple, They destroy Thy chosen land; Ruthless, they have slain Thy servants, They have caused Thy saints to mourn; In the sight of all about us We endure reproach and scorn. 2. O how long against Thy people Shall Thine anger burn, O Lord? On Thine enemies, the heathen, Be Thine indignation poured; Smite the kingdoms that defy Thee, Calling not upon Thy name; They have long devoured Thy people And have swept Thy land with flame. 3. O remember not against us Evil by our fathers wrought; Haste to help us in Thy mercy Near to ruin we are brought; Help us, God of our salvation, For the glory of Thy name; For Thy name’s sake come and save us, Take away our sin and shame. 4. Let Thy foes no longer scorn Thee, Now avenge Thy servants slain; Loose the prisoner, save the dying, All Thine enemies restrain; Then Thy flock, Thy chosen people, Unto Thee their thanks shall raise, And to every generation We will sing Thy glorious praise. Languages: English Tune Title: HYFRYDOL

The Church's Appeal in Tribulation

Hymnal: Bible Songs #162 (1901) Scripture: Psalm 79 First Line: O God, the heathen hosts Topics: Afflictions Complaint of; Afflictions Prayer in; Anger of God Fearful; Anger of God Invoked; Christians Persecuted and Sorrowing; Church Afflicted; Deliverance From Sickness; Enemies Many and Mighty; Prayer Complaint in; Prayer Confession in; Prayer For Deliverance from Enemies; Prayer For the Church; Prayer Imprecations in; Retribution Belongs to God; Retribution Threatened; The Righteous Troubles of; Royalty of Christ Judgment His Prerogative; Rulers Wicked; The Wicked Persecuting Languages: English Tune Title: [O God, the heathen hosts]

Behold, O God, how heathen Hosts

Hymnal: A New Version of the Psalms of David #LXXIX (1760) Scripture: Psalm 79 Lyrics: 1 Behold, O God, how heathen Hosts have thy Possession seiz'd! Thy sacred House they have defil'd, thy holy City raz'd! 2 The mangled Bodies of thy Saints, abroad unburied lay; Their Flesh expos'd to savage Beasts, and rav'nous Birds of Prey. 3 Quite thro' Jerus'lem was their Blood like common Water shed; And none were left alive to pay last Duties to the Dead. 4 The neighb'ring Lands our small Remains with loud Reproaches wound; And we a laughing Stock are made to all the Nations round. 5 How long wilt Thou be angry, Lord, must we for ever mourn; Shall thy devouring jealous Rage, like Fire for ever burn? 6 On foreign Lands that know not Thee, thy heavy Vengeance show'r; Those sinful Kingdoms let it crush, that have not own'd thy Pow'r. 7 For their devouring Jaws have prey'd on Jacob's chosen Race; And to a barren Desart turn'd their fruitful Dwelling-place. 8 O think not on our former Sins, but speedily prevent The utter Ruin of thy Saints, almost with Sorrow spent. 9 Thou God of our Salvation, help, and free our Souls from Blame; So shall our Pardon and Defence exalt thy glorious Name. 10 Let Infidels, that scoffing say, "where is the God they boast?" In Vengeance for thy slaughter'd Saints, perceive Thee to their Cost. 11 lord, hear the sighing Pris'ner Moans, thy saving Pow'r extend; Preserve the Wretches doom'd to die, from that untimely End. 12 On them, who us oppress, let all our Suff'rings be repaid; Make their Confusion seven times more than what on us they laid. 13 So we thy People and thy Flock, shall ever praise thy Name; And with glad Hearts our grateful Thanks from Age to Age proclaim. Languages: English

Behold, O God, how heathen hosts

Hymnal: The Whole Book of Psalms #LXXIX (1793) Scripture: Psalm 79

Behold, O God, how heathen Hosts

Hymnal: A New Version of the Psalms of David #162 (1754) Scripture: Psalm 79 Lyrics: 1 Behold, O God, how heathen Hosts have thy Possession seiz'd! Thy sacred House they have defil'd, thy holy City raz'd! 2 The mangled Bodies of thy Saints, abroad unburied lay; Their Flesh expos'd to savage Beasts, and rav'nous Birds of Prey. 3 Quite thro' Jerus'lem was their Blood like common Water shed; And none were left alive to pay last Duties to the Dead. 4 The neighb'ring Lands our small Remains with loud Reproaches wound; And we a laughing Stock are made to all the Nations round. 5 How long wilt thou be angry, Lord, must we for ever mourn; Shall thy devouring jealous Rage, like Fire for ever burn? 6 On foreign Lands that know not Thee, thy heavy Vengeance show'r; Those sinful Kingdoms let it crush, that have not own'd thy Pow'r. 7 For their devouring jaws have prey'd on Jacob's chosen Race; And to a barren Desart turn'd their fruitful Dwelling-place. 8 O think not on our former Sins, but speedily prevent The utter Ruin of thy Saints, almost with Sorrow spent. 9 Thou God of our Salvation, help, and free our souls from blame; So shall our Pardon and Defence exalt thy glorious Name. 10 Let Infidels, that scoffing say, "Where is the God they boast?" In Vengeance for thy slaughter'd Saints, perceive thee to their Cost. 11 lord, hear the sighing Pris'ners Moans, thy saving Pow'r extend; Preserve the Wretches doom'd to die, from that untimely End. 12 On them, who us oppress, let all our Suff'ring's be repaid; Make their Confusion seven times more than what on us they laid. 13 So we thy People and thy Flock, shall ever praise thy Name; And with glad Hearts our grateful Thanks from Age to Age proclaim. Languages: English

A Psalm of Asaph

Hymnal: The Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs of the Old and New Testament, faithully translated into English metre #PLXXIX (1758) Scripture: Psalm 79 First Line: Behold, O God, how heathen foes Lyrics: 1 Behold, O GOD, how heathen foes Thine heritage invade; Defile thy holy house; in heaps Jerusalem have laid. 2 Thy servants bodies lying dead, they cast forth to be meat To rav'nous fowls; and thy siants flesh to savage beasts to eat. 3 Like water they pour'd out their blood about Jerusalem; Their mangled bodies lay abroad, and none to bury them. 4 We are become a vile reproach to all our neighbours near; Yea a derision and a scoff to all who round us are. 5 How long, O LORD? For evermore shall thus thine anger last? How long thy burning jealousy like fire go on and waste? 6 Thy wrath on heathens Thou wilt pour, who own Thee not at all; And on the kingdoms round who on thy name refuse to call. 7 For they have cruelly devour'd thy servant Jacob's race; And have with fire and sword laid waste his pleasant dwelling place. [2 Part] 8 Mind not against us former sins; thy tender mercies show: Let them prevent us speedily; for we're brought very low. 9 Help, for the glory of thy Name, our Saviour God, this day; For thy Name sake deliver us, and purge our sins away. 10 Why say the heathen, where's your GOD? before us they shall see, When thy dear servants blood they shed shall be reveng'd by Thee. 11 O let the captives sighs ascend before thy face on high; And let thy mighty arm preserve those who are doom'd to die. 12 But to our neighbour's bosom Thou wilt seven-fold repay, For their reproach wherewith, O Lord, reproached Thee have they. 13 So we thy people and thy flock, will ever bless thy name; And from our grateful hearts thy praise from age to age proclaim. Languages: English

The heathen hosts, O God

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #LXXIX (1767) Scripture: Psalm 79 Lyrics: 1 The Heathen Hosts, O GOD! Have thy Possession seiz'd; Thy sacred House defil'd, Thy holy City raz'd. The Bodies of thy Saints, Abroad unburied lay; Their Flesh expos'd to Beasts, Or rav'nous Birds a Prey. 2 Their Blood, like Water, was Around Jerus'lem shed; And none were left to pay The Duties to the Dead: The Foe our small Remains With loud Reproaches wound; And are made the Sport Of all the Nations round. 3 How long wilt thou be wrathj? LORD, must we ever mourn? And shall thy jealous Rage, Like Fire for ever burn? Our Lands that know not thee, Thy heavy Vengeance show'r; Those Kingdoms let it crush, That have not own'd thy Pow'r. 4 Their hungry Jaws have prey'd On Jacob's chosen Race; And to a Desart turn'd, Their fruitful Dwelling Place. O think not on our Sins, But speedily prevent The Ruin of thy Saints, Almost with Sorrow spent. 5 Thy Help, O GOD, impart And free our Souls from Blame, So shall thy wond'rous Love Exalt thy glorious Name. Let Infidels that say, "Where is the GOD they boast"? In Vengeance, for thy Saints, Perceive thee to their Cost. 6 LORD, hear the Pris'ner's Moans! Thy saving Pow'r extend; Preserve them, doom'd to die, From their untimely End! Those who blaspheme thy Name, Do thou, O GOD, destroy; Against the Nations round, Resistless Pow'r employ. 7 For they have us opprest; Then let them be repaid, With Sorrows sev'n Times more Than what on us they laid. So we thy humble Flock, Shall ever praise thy Name; And our unwearied Thanks, From Age to Age proclaim. Topics: Prayers Of the Church for her Deliverance in Persecution; Prophecies Prophetical Curses against the Enemies and Persecutors of the Chruch Languages: English Tune Title: [The Heathen Hosts, O God]

A Psalm of Asaph

Hymnal: The Psalms Hymns and Spiritual Songs of the Old and New Testament, faithfully translated into English Metre #PLXXIX (1773) Scripture: Psalm 79 First Line: Behold, O GOD, how heathen foes Lyrics: 1 Behold, O GOD, how heathen foes Thine heritage invade; Defile thy holy house; in heaps Jerusalem have laid. 2 Thy servants bodies lying dead, they cast forth to be meat To rav'nous fowls; and thy siants flesh to savage beasts to eat. 3 Like water they pour'd out their blood about Jerusalem; Their mangled bodies lay abroad, and none to bury them. 4 We are become a vile reproach to all our neighbours near; Yea a derision and a scoff to all who round us are. 5 How long, O LORD? For evermore shall thus thine anger last? How long thy burning jealousy like fire go on and waste? 6 Thy wrath on heathens Thou wilt pour, who own Thee not at all; And on the kingdoms round who on thy name refuse to call. 7 For they have cruelly devour'd thy servant Jacob's race; And have with fire and sword laid waste his pleasant dwelling place. [2 Part] 8 Mind not against us former sins; thy tender mercies show: Let them prevent us speedily; for we're brought very low. 9 Help, for the glory of thy Name, our Saviour God, this day; For thy Name sake deliver us, and purge our sins away. 10 Why say the heathen, where's your GOD? before us they shall see, When thy dear servants blood they shed shall be reveng'd by Thee. 11 O let the captives sighs ascend before thy face on high; And let thy mighty arm preserve those who are doom'd to die. 12 But to our neighbour's bosom Thou wilt seven-fold repay, For their reproach wherewith, O Lord, reproached Thee have they. 13 So we thy people and thy flock, will ever bless thy name; And from our grateful hearts thy praise from age to age proclaim. Languages: English

O God, the Gentiles do invade

Author: J. H. Hymnal: The Whole Book of Psalms #LXXIX (1790) Scripture: Psalm 79 Lyrics: 1 O God, the Gentiles do invade thy heritage to spoil; Jerusalem an heap is made, thy temple they defile: 2 The bodies of thy saints most dear abroad to birds they cast, The flesh of them that do thee fear, the beasts devour and waste. 3 Their blood throughout Jerusalem as water spilt they have, So that there is not one of them to lay their dead in grave. 4 Thus are we made a laughing-stock almost the world throughout, The enemies at us do mock, who dwell our coasts about. 5 How long, O Lord, wilt thou retain thy anger and thy rage? And shall thy wrath and jealousy not any more asswage? 6 Upon those people pour the same, who did thee never know, The realms which call not on thy Name consume and overthrow: 7 For they have got the upper hand, and Jacob's seed destroy'd, His habitation and his land they have laid waste and void. 8 Bear not in mind our former faults, with speed some pity show; And aid us, Lord, in our assaults, for we are weak and low. The Second Part. 9 O God, that giv'st all health and grace, on us declare the same; Weigh not our works, our sins efface, for honour of thy Name. 10 Why should the wicked thus alway to us as people dumb, In thy reproach rejoice and say, Where is their God become? 11 Requite, O Lord, as thou seest good before our eyes in sight Of all these folk thy servants blood, which they spilt in despite; 12 Receive into thy sight in haste the clamours, grief, and wrong, Of such as are in prison cast, and bound in irons strong; 13 Thy force and strength to celebrate, Lord, set them out of band, Who unto death are destinate, and in their foes strong hand: 14 The nations, which have been so bold as to blaspheme thy Name, Into their laps do thou sev'n-fold repay again the same. 15 So we thy flock and pasture-sheep will praise thee evermore, And teach all ages how to keep for thee like praise in store. Languages: English

Deus venurunt

Author: J. H. Hymnal: The Whole Booke of Psalmes #44 (1640) Scripture: Psalm 79 First Line: O God the Gentiles do invade Lyrics: 1 O God the Gentiles do invade thine heritage to spoile: Jerusalem an heape is made, thy Temple they defile. 2 The bodies of thy Saints most deare abroad to birds they cast: The flesh of them that do thee feare, the beasts devoure and wast. 3 Their blood throughout Jerusalem, as water spilt they have: So that there is not one of them to lay their dead in grave. 4 Thus are we made a laughing stock, almost the world throughout: The enemies at us jest and mock which dwell our coasts about. 5 Wilt thou (O Lord) this in thine ire against us over fume, And shew thy wrath as hot as fire, thy folk for to consume? 6 Upon those people powre the same, which did thee never know: All Realmes which call not on thy Name, consume and overthrow. 7 For they have got the upper hand, and Jacob's seed destroid: His habitation and his land, they have laid wast and void. 8 Beare not in mind our former faults, with speed some pitie show: And aid us, Lord, in our assaults, for we are weake and low. The second Part: 9 O God, that giv'st all health and grace on us declare the same: Weigh not our works, our sins edeface, for honour of thy Name. 10 Why shall the wicked still alway, to us as people dumbe, In thy reproach rejoyce and say, Where is their God become! Requite (O Lord) as thou seest good, before our eyes in sight, Of all these folk; thy servants blood, which they spilt in despight. 11 Receive into thy sight in haste, the clamours, griefe and wrong, Of such as are in prison cast, sustaining irons strong. Thy force and strength to celebrate, Lord set them out of band, Who unto death are destinate, and in their enemies hand. 12 The nations which have been so bold as to blaspheme thy Name: Into their laps do thou seven-fold repay again the same. 13 So we thy flock and pasture sheep will praise thee evermore: And teach all ages for to keep for thee like praise in store. Languages: English