The Stupidity of Israel, and of Britain lamented. Isaiah vi. 9-12

Lord, when thine Israel we survey, We in their Crimes discern our own; And if thou turn our Pray'r away, Our Mis'ry must, like their's, be known.

To us thy Prophets have been sent, With Words of Terror and of Love; But nor the Vengeance, nor the Grace Ten thousand stubborn Hearts will move.

Our Eyes are blind, and deaf our Ears; Our Hearts are hard'ned into Stone; As we would bear thy Mercy out, And leave a Way for Wrath alone.

Justly our GOD might give us up To Plague and Famine and the Sword; Till Towns and Cities rich and fair Lay desolate without a Lord.

O'er bleeding Wounds of slaughter'd Friends Rivers of helpless Grief might flow, Till the fierce Conqu'ror's haughty Rage Drag'd us to Chains and Slaughter too.

But spare a Nation long thine own, And shew new Miracles of Grace; 'Tis thine to heal the Deaf and Blind, And wake the Dead to Life and Praise.