1 And will the GOD of Grace
Perpetual Silence keep;
The GOD of Justice hold his Peace,
And let his Vengeance sleep?

2 Behold, what cursed Snares
The Men of Mischief spread:
The Men that hate thy Saints and Thee
Lift up their threat'ning Head.

3 Against thy hidden Ones
Their Counsels they employ,
And Malice, with her watchful Eye
Pursues them to destroy.

4 The Noble and the Base
Into thy Pastures leap;
The Lion and the stupid Ass
Conspire to vex thy Sheep.

5 "Come let us join, they cry,
"To root them from the Ground,
"Till not the Name of Saints remain,
"Nor Mem'ry shall be found."

6 Awake, Almighty GOD,
And call thy Wrath to Mind;
Give them like Forests to the Fire,
Or Stubble to the Wind.

7 Convince their Madness, Lord,
And make them seek thy Name;
Or else their stubborn Rage confound,
That they may die in Shame.

8 Then shall the Nations know
That glorious dreadful Word,
JEHOVAH is thy Name alone,
And thou the Sov'reign Lord.