Words: Brady and Tate, A New Version of the Psalms of David
1 Since godly men decay, O Lord, do thou my cause defend; For scarce these wretched times afford one just and faithful friend.
2 One neighbor now can scarce believe what t'other doth impart: With flattering lips they all deceive, and with a double heart.
3 But lips that with deceit abound can never prosper long; God's righteous vengeance will confound the proud blaspheming tongue.
4 In vain those foolish boasters say, "Our tongues are sure our own; "With doubtful words we will betray, and be controlled by none."
5 For God, who hears the suff'ring poor, and their oppression knows, Will soon arise and give them rest, in spite of all their foes.
6 The word of God shall still abide, and void of falsehood be, As is the silver, sev'n times tried, from drossy mixture free.
7 The promise of his aiding grace shall reach the purposed end; His servants from this faithless race he ever shall defend.
8 Then shall the wicked be perplexed, nor know which way to fly; When those, whom they despised and vexed, shall be advanced on high.