Delight in Scripture; or, The word of God dwelling in us.

Will ye despise the righteous cause,When th’ injured poor before you stands?Dare ye condemn the righteous poor,And let rich sinners ‘scape secure,While gold and greatness bribe your hands?Have ye forgot, or never knew,That God will judge the judges too?High in the heav’ns his justice reigns;Yet you invade the rights of God,And send your bold decrees…

Great God, I own thy sentence just,And nature must decay;I yield my body to the dust,To dwell with fellow clay.Yet faith may triumph o’er the grave,And trample on the tombsMy Jesus, my Redeemer, lives;My God, my Savior, comes.The mighty Conqueror shall appearHigh on a royal seat,And death, the last of all his foes,Lie vanquished at…

When others give a railing word,We must not rail again.Cross words and angry names requireTo be chastised at school;And he’s in danger of hell-fireThat calls his brother fool.But lips that dare be so profaneTo mock, and jeer, and scoffAt holy things, or holy men,The Lord shall cut them off.When children, in their wanton play,Served old…

Distress of soul; or, Backsliding and desertion.Mine eyes and my desireAre ever to the Lord;I love to plead his promises,And rest upon his word.Turn, turn thee to my soul,Bring thy salvation near;When will thy hand release my feetOut of the deadly snare?When shall the sovereign graceOf my forgiving GodRestore me from those dangerous waysMy wand’ring…

And threatens to destroy;He worries whom he can’t devourWith a malicious joy.Ye sons of God, oppose his rage,Resist, and he’ll begone;Thus did our dearest Lord engageAnd vanquish him alone.Now he appears almost divine,Like innocence and love;But the old serpent lurks withinWhen he assumes the dove.Fly from the false deceiver’s tongue,Ye sons of Adam, fly;Our parents…

I hate his flatt’ring breath;The serpent takes a thousand formsTo cheat our souls to death.He feeds our hopes with airy dreams,Or kills with slavish fear;And holds us still in wide extremes,Presumption or despair.Now he persuades, ‘How easy ’tisTo walk the road to heav’n;’Anon he swells our sins, and cries,‘They cannot be forgiv’n.’[He bids young sinners…