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Our enemies on that sad day Would surely have dismayed us A remnant now, and handful small, Held in contempt and scorn by all
Who cruelly oppress us.
Their furious wrath, did God permit, Would surely have consumed us, And in the deep and yawning pit With life and Hmb entombed us ;
Like men o'er whom dark waters roll, The streams had gone e'en o'er our soul, And mightily o'erwhelmed us.
Thanks be to God, who from the pit Snatched us, when it was gaping Our souls, like birds that break the net, To the blue skies escaping
The snare is broken—we are free The Lord our helper praisdd be, The God of earth and heaven.