Book of Psalms
PSALM LII.
George Burgess
Why boasts thy heart in deeds of ill,
Thou man of lawless might?
The God of grace is sov'reign still,
And he shall guard the right.
Thy tongue is like a treacherous knife;
Thy soul to crime hath clung:
Thou lov'st the murderous words of strife,
O thou deceitful tongue!
God, in his hour, thy strength shall crush,
And root thee up from earth;
And from the land of life shall hush
Thy dwelling's sound of mirth.
The just shall see and fear and cry,
\"Yon man of might behold,
Who sought not strength from God most High,
But lean'd on crime and gold!\"
But I am like an olive green,
Which God's fair courts enclose;
And in his love my hope serene
Forever shall repose.
His deeds forever shall I speak,
And on his name rely:
No worthier lot his saints can seek,
Than thus to live and die.
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Poetry of the Psalms
The "Poetry of the Psalms" is a collection of poems expressing the struggles, fears, anger, joy and love revealed in the Psalms of the Bible. They were written over hundreds of years by various authors, including Isaac Watts, Charles Wesley, George Burgess, Charles Spurgeon, Abraham Coles, Augustus Toplady, Tate and Brady.
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