Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.36 (1806) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Scripture: Psalm 17 First Line: Arise, my gracious God Lyrics:
Arise, my gracious God,
And make the wicked flee;
They are but thy chastising rod,
To drive thy saints to thee.
Behold, the sinner dies,
His haughty words are vain;
Here in this life his pleasure lies,
And all beyond is pain.
Then let his pride advance,
And boast of all his store;
The Lord is my inheritance,
My soul can wish no more.
I shall behold the face
Of my forgiving God;
And stand complete in righteousness,
Washed in my Savior's blood.
There's a new heav'n begun,
When I awake from death,
Dressed in the likeness of thy Son,
And draw immortal breath.
Topics: Saints and Sinners' portion; Sinner and saint's portion; Portion of saints and sinners; Courage in death; Death courage in it; Resurrection of the saints; Death of saints and sinners; Despair and hope in death; Grace tried by afflictions; Heaven of separate souls and resurrection; Hope and despair in death; Separate souls, heaven; Souls in separate state Languages: English
Psalm 17