I Let God a-rise, and by His might Let all His foes be put to flight;

4

But, O ye right-eous,gladly sing, Ex - ult be-fore your God and King.

2 Jehovah's praises sound abroad,
Rejoice before the living God;
Prepare the way that He may come
And make the desert places bloom.

3 A father of the fatherless,

A judge of widows in distress,
Is God, the God of boundless grace,
Who dwells within His holy place.

4 God frees the captive and He sends
The blessedness of home and friends,
And only those in darkness stay
Who will not trust Him and obey.

I God saved His peo-ple from dis-tress And led them through the wilder-ness;

Then mountains trem-bled in their place, The heavens were bowed before His face.

Copyright, 1895, by Trustees of Presbyterian Bd. of Pub. and S. S. Work

2 With copious showers Thou didst as-
The thirsting of Thy heritage, [suage
Thy congregation dwelt secure;
Thou, God, art gracious to the poor.
3 The Lord sent forth His mighty word,
And shouts of victory were heard;
The women came, a mighty throng,
To join the glad triumphant song.
4 When God His chosen people led,
The kings and armies turned and fled;
The hosts of God victorious fought,
And home their spoils and trophies
brought.

5 God's people rested, free from care,
In glorious peace and beauty fair;
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Their mighty King did overthrow
The hostile kings like driven snow.
6 All mountains unto God belong,
But Zion's holy mountains strong
Above them all the Lord loves well,
And there He will forever dwell.
7 Great hosts to holy wars have trod,
The armies of the living God;
Among them He reveals His face,
The God of justice and of grace.
Thou hast ascended up on high

8

And captive led captivity;

They come with gifts, who did rebel, That with them God the Lord might dwell.

God Our Deliverer

WARE

George Kingsley

I O Zion, 'tis thy God's command That thou in strength se

O God,con-firm and strength-en still, Thy purposes in

1 O Lord,Thou hast as cend - ed On high in might to

Captivity Thou lead est A

offered By men who did rebel,

Who pray that now Je ho vah Their God with them may dwell.

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Suffering and Prayer

ELLA

Isaac B. Woodbury

2 My constant calling wearies me,
My throat is parched and dried;
My eyes grow dim while for my God
Still waiting I abide.

3 The foes who hate me unprovoked
Are strong and still increase,

Though to disarm their enmity
My right I yield for peace.

4 O God, my folly and my sin
Thy holy eye can see;

Yet save from shame, Lord God of Hosts,
Thy saints that wait on Thee.

5 Forbid, O God, our covenant God,
That those who seek Thy face
Should see Thy servant put to shame
And share in my disgrace.

6 It is for Thee I am reproached,
For Thee I suffer shame,
Until my brethren know me not,
And hated is my name.

7 It is my zeal for Thy abode
That has consumed my life;

Reproached by those reproaching Thee,
I suffer in the strife.

8 I wept, with fasting bowed my soul,
Yet that was made my shame;
When I in sackcloth clothed myself,
Their byword I became.

9 The men who sit within the gate
With slander do me wrong,
And they who linger at their cups
Make me their jest and song.