FAST-DAY HYMNS .
65.
Confession and Prayer. Dec. 13, 1776.
1 OH may the pow r which melts the rock
Be felt by all assembled here !
Or else our service will but mock
The God whom we profess to fear.
2 Lord, while thy judgments shake the land,
Thy people s eyes are fix d on thee!
We own thy just uplifted hand,
Which thousands cannot, will not see.
3 How long hast thou bestow d thy care
On this indulged ungrateful spot,
While other nations far and near
Have envied and admired our lot !
4 Here peace and liberty have dwelt,
The glorious gospel brightly shone ;
And oft our enemies have felt
That God has made our cause his own.
5 But ah ! both heaven and earth have heard
Our vile requital of his love !
We, whom like children he has rear d,
Rebels against his goodness prove.
6 His grace despised, his power defied,
And legions of the blackest crimes,
Profaneness, riot, lust, and pride,
Are signs that mark the present times.
7 The Lord displeased has raised his rod :
Ah, where are now the faithful few
Who tremble for the ark of God,
And know what Isr el ought to do ?
8 Lord, hear thy people every -where,
Who meet to mourn, confess, and pray ;
The nation and thy churches spare,
And let thy wrath be turn d away !
