Why Doth The Lord Stand Off So Far
Why doth the Lord depart so far,
And why conceal his face,
When great calamities appear,
and times of deep distress?
Lord, shall the wicked still deride
Thy justice and the laws?
Shall they advance their heads in pride,
And slight their righteous cause?
They cast thy judgments from their sight
And then insult the poor;
They boast in their exalted height,
That they shall fall no more.
Arise, O God, lift up thine hand
Attend our humble cry;
No enemy shall dare to stand,
When God ascends on high.
Why do the men of malice rage,
And say with foolish pride,
The God of heav’n will ne’er engage
To fight on Zion’s side?
But thou for ever art our Lord;
And pow’rful is thine hand,
As when the Heathens felt thy sword,
And perish’d from thy land.
Thou wilt prepare our hearts to pray,
And cause thine ear to hear;
Accept the vows thy children pay,
And free thy saints from fear.
Proud tyrants shall no more oppress,
No more despise the just;
And mighty sinners shall confess,
They are but earth and dust.