12Psalm 12CM
LORD, when iniquities abound,
    And blasphemy grows bold,
When faith is hardly to be found
    And love is waxing cold . . .
2  When scorners stand on every side,
    And sons of God seem few;
When men, in vanity and pride,
    Have but themselves in view . . .
3  Is not Thy coming hastening on?
    Hast Thou not given this sign?
May we not trust and lean upon
    A promise so divine?
4  When man is ‘god’, then Thou wilt rise
    And make oppressors flee;
In power appear, to their surprise,
    And set Thy servants free.
5  Thy Word like silver, fully-tried,
    Through ages shall endure;
And all who in its truth confide,
    Shall find Thy promise sure.
Isaac Watts, 1674-1748‡