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Isaac Watts - Psalm XXXV: Now Plead My Cause, Almighty God
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Now plead my cause, Almighty God,
         With all the sons of strife;
  And fight against the men of blood,
         Who fight against my life.

Draw out thy spear and stop their way,
         Lift thine avenging rod;
  But to my soul in Mercy say,
         "I am thy Savior God!"

They plant their snares to catch my feet,
         And nets of mischief spread;
  Plunge the destroyers in the pit
         That their own hands have made.

Let fogs and darkness hide their way,
         And slipp`ry be their ground;
  Thy wrath shall make their lives a prey,
         And all their rage confound.

They fly like chaff before the wind,
         Before thine angry breath;
  The angel of the Lord behind
         Pursues them down to death.

They love the road that leads to hell;
         Then let the rebels die,
  Whose malice is implacable
         Against the Lord on high.

But if thou hast a chosen few
         Amongst that impious race,
  Divide them from the bloody crew,
         By thy surprising grace.

Then will I raise my tuneful voice,
         To make thy wonders known;
  In their salvation I`ll rejoice,
         And bless thee for my own.

Behold the love, the gen`rous love,
         That holy David shows;
  Hark, how his sounding bowels move
         To his afflicted foes !

When they are sick his soul complains,
         And seems to feel the smart;
  The spirit of the gospel reigns,
         And melts his pious heart.

How did his flowing tears condole
         As for a brother dead !
  And fasting mortified his soul,
         While for their life he prayed.

They groaned, and cursed him on their bed,
         Yet still he pleads and mourns;
  And double blessings on his head
         The righteous God returns,

Glorious type of heav`nly grace !
         Thus Christ the Lord appears;
  While sinners curse, the Savior prays,
         And pities them with tears.

He, the true David, Isr`el`s King,
         Blessed and beloved of God,
  To save us rebels, dead in sin,
         Paid his own dearest blood.
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