English poem
The Iniquity of sacrificing GOD's Children; or The Evil of a bad or neglected Education. Ezek. xvi. 20…
by Philip Doddridge (1773–1832)
Behold, O Israel's GOD, From thine exalted Throne, And view the desolate Abode, Thou once hast call'd thine own.
The Children of thy Flock, By early Cov'nant thine, See how they pour their bleeding Souls On ev'ry Idol's Shrine !
To Indolence and Pride What piteous Victims made! Crush'd in their Parents fond Embrace, And by their Care betray'd.
By Pleasure's polish'd Dart What Numbers here are slain! What Numbers there for Slaughter bound In Mammon's golden Chain!
O let thine Arm awake, And dash the Idols down! O call the Captives of their Pow'r Thy Treasure, and thy Crown.
Thee let the Fathers own, And Thee the Sons adore, Join'd to the Lord by solemn Vows To be forgot no more.
More by Philip Doddridge
- The Immutability of CHRIST Heb. xiii. 8
- The Importance of being prepared for CHRIST'S second Appearing. 2 Pet. iii. 14
- The Impossibility of Prospering while we harden ourselves against GOD. Job ix. 4
- The impudent Rebellion of the Jewish Refugees at Pathros. Jer. xliv. 16, 17, 28
- The innumerable Mercies of GOD thankfully acknowledged. Psalm cxxxix. 17, 18
- The Institution of a Gospel-Ministry from CHRIST. Eph. iv. 11, 12
- The Keys of Death and the unseen World in CHRIST'S Hand. Rev. i. 18
- The last Words of David. 2 Samuel xxiii. 1-8