The fool in's heart saith, there's no God

Verse 1

The fool, in's heart, saith, there's no God; They so corrupt are grown: Abominable works they do. That doth good there is none.

Verse 2

The Lord on sons of men, looked down. From Heaven, his high abode; To see if reason bore the sway, And led them up to God.

Verse 3

But lo! they all were gone aside, They filthy were, and base; Not one, the paths of virtue trod, Of all that sinful race.

Verse 4

Do wicked fools so blind their eyes, And far from reason stray. That they my people eat as bread, And God no homage pay?

Verse 5

Then conscious guilt shall them surprise, With most amazing fear; When God, to plead the just man's cause, In vengeance shall appear.

Verse 6

The pious counsel of the poor, Reproaching ye despise; Because the Lord his refuge is, Where he for shelter flies.

Verse 7

Would God, from Zion safety send, And back his captives bring; Jacob should, with loud peals, rejoice. Thy praise glad Israel sing.