The Whole Book of Psalms ‎#LII

LII. In vain, O man of lawless might

1 In vain, O man of lawless might,
thou boast'st thyself in ill;
Since God, the God in whom I trust,
vouchsafes his favour still.

2 Thy wicked tongue does sland'rous tales
maliciously devise;
And, sharper than a razor set,
it wounds with treach'rous Lyes.

3,4 Thy thoughts are more on ill than good,
on lies than truth, employ'd;
Thy tongue delights in words, by which
the guiltless are destroy'd.

5 God shall for ever blast thy hopes,
and snatch thee soon away;
Nor in thy dwelling-place permit,
nor in the world, to stay.

6 The just, with pious fear, shall see
the downfall of thy pride;
And at thy sudden ruin laugh,
and thus thy fall deride:

7 "See there the man that haughty was,
"who proudly God defy'd,
"Who trusted in his wealth, and still
"on wicked arts rely'd."

8 But I am like those olive-plants
that shade God's temple round;
And hope with his indulgent grace
to be for ever crown'd.

9 So shall my soul with praise, O God,
extol thy wond'rous love;
And on thy Name with patience wait;
for this thy saints approve.

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• First Line: In vain, O man of lawless might
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1793
• Scripture:
  Psalm 52

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