Psalm 53

Words: Brady and  Tate, A New Version of the Psalms of David


   1  The wicked fools must sure suppose
         that God is but a name;
      This gross mistake their practice shows, 
         since virtue all disclaim:

   2  The Lord looked down from heav'n's high tow'r, 
         the sons of men to view;
      To see if any owned his pow'r,
         or truth; or justice knew.

   3  But all, he saw, were backwards gone,
         degen'rate grown, and base;
      None for religion cared, not one
         of all the sinful race.

   4  But are those workers of deceit
         so dull and senseless grown,
      That they, like bread, my people eat,
         and God's just pow'r disown?

   5  Their causeless fears shall strangely grow, 
         and they, despised of God,
      Shall soon be foiled; his hand shall throw
         their shattered bones abroad.

   6  Would he his saving pow'r employ
         to break our servile band,
      Loud shouts of universal joy
         should echo through the land.

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