Six centuries of select hymns and spiritual songs collected out of the Holy Bible together with a catechism, the canticles, and a catalogue of vertuous women / by William Barton.

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Title: Six centuries of select hymns and spiritual songs collected out of the Holy Bible together with a catechism, the canticles, and a catalogue of vertuous women / by William Barton.
Author: Barton, William, 1598?-1678.
Publication: London :: Printed by J. Heptinstall for William Cooper ...,; 1688.
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Subject terms: Bible. -- O.T. -- Song of Solomon -- Paraphrases, English.; Hymns, English.
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10. PART.

39.

See now that I, even I am He
and there's no God with Me to stand,
I kill, I make alive to be,
I wound, I heal with powerfull hand.

Nor is there any such power given
out of my hand that can deliver,
For I lift up my hand to heaven,
and say behold! I live for ever.

If once I whet my glittering sword
and that my hand with judgment close,
I'le render vengeance, saith the Lord,
and will reward my hatefull foes.

I'le make mine Arrows drunk with blood,
my Sword shall cut, and flesh devour:
The slain and captive shall be food
even from the first revenging hour.

Rejoice, ye Nations, with his land,
for He'll avenge his servants bloud:
And, while his foes shall feel his hand,
he will to's Land and folk be good.