Versos English Philip Doddridge The impudent Rebellion of the Jewish Refugees at Pathros. Jer. xliv. 16, 17, 28

English poem

The impudent Rebellion of the Jewish Refugees at Pathros. Jer. xliv. 16, 17, 28

by (1773–1832)

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Whose Words against the LORD are stout? Or who presume to say, "That sov'reign Law, which GOD proclaims, "I dare to disobey"?

Ten thousand Actions ev'ry where The impious Language speak; Yet Pow'r omnipotent stands by, Nor do its Thunders break.

But O! the dreadful Day draws near, When GOD'S avenging Hand Shall shew, if feeble Mortals Breath, Or GOD'S own Word shall stand.

My Soul, with prostrate Rev'rence fall Before the Voice divine; And all thine Int'rest, and thy Pow'rs To its Command resign.

Speak, mighty Lord; thy Servant waits The Purport of thy Will: My Heart with secret Ardour glows Its Mandates to fulfill.

Let the vain Sons of Belial boast, Their Tongues and Thoughts are free; My noblest Liberty I own, When subject most to Thee.