O holy father righteous God

Verse 1

O Holy Father, righteous God! Our souls are fill'd with fear; Thy punishments, thy scourge and rod, Have now approached near.

Verse 2

Distressed and alarm'd we stand, To see our awful state; Thy judgments on our guilty land, Is what we must await.

Verse 3

Thy punishments are very just, O Lord, we must confess; We should be humbled to the dust, Who have abus'd thy grace.

Verse 4

How long have we abus'd thy word, And ran the sinful course; Well we deserve to feel the sword With all its weight and force.

Verse 5

In many ways have we been warn'd To turn from these our ways; But all thy mercies we have spurn'd, And slighted all thy grace.

Verse 6

But O, the time is come at last, When we must feel the shock; God's righteous sentence now is pass'd, And justice strikes the stroke.

Verse 7

O, whither can such creatures fell? Such as we are indeed! But unto thee, O Lord! to thee! Whose promises we plead.