# Lyra Davidica/A Midnight Hymn

A Midnight Hymn.
To the Tune of, Awake my Soul.
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THY Servants Lord did not of Old Their Hands within their Bosom fold. One did all Night with thee Contend; Nor would his happy Wrestling end;
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Till he Omnipotence had Orecome, And brought from Heav'n a Blessing down. Th' Heroic Strength his God did raise; Yet for the Vict'ry gave him praise.
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And tho' opprest with Cares of State, Cares which on Courts and Camps do wait King David would at Midnight rise To pay his grateful Sacrifice.
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When e'er he wak'd in dead of Night His thoughts of God made Noon-Day-Light. I'th' Night he made his Turtle-moans; I'th' Night he sent his Cries and Groans.
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A strict Account with God he kept, And for his Sins at Midnight wept. Reflecting on his Youthful ways, Whole Nights he wept and weary Days.
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Whole Nights his Bed did swim in Tears, His Soul perplext with restless Fears; Till Pard'ning Grace those Fears adjourn'd; Those Tears to sprightly Glances turn'd.
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Till God his Heart from Sions Hill With Joy, his Mouth with Praise did fill. His Pains and Grief now dormant found; His Rest with sweet Enjoyment crown'd.
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Silas and Paul Imprison'd were, Condemn'd a triple Bond to wear In the Jayls Dungeon they were laid; Fast in the Stocks their Feet were made.
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With stripes their Limbs ran down in Gore: With matchless Patience all they bore. Such Holy Inmates making there A Den of Thieves a House of Pray'r.
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Their Souls could not be Pris'ners made; The Iron there no entrance had. ​In that Confinement they did Sing Praises to the Immortal King.
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Then did the Pris'n's Foundation shake; The Jaylor too with fear did quake. The Chains were broke, the Doors unbarr'd, When God's true Israels Voice was heard.
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The Christian's Zeal here did not end, To After-Times it did descend. At Midnight they would wake from sleep; Christ's Spirit with them the Watch did keep.
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The Throne of Grace they did Besiege, By th' Eucharist themselves oblige Their Word to keep, the Truth to speak, And ne'er their Masters Laws to break.
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Nay some so Bold and Fervent were, They with Solemnity did Swear, They would not from their Knees arise, Till God had heard their Pray'rs and Cries.
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Their Zeal so glowing and devout Like th' Altar Fire it ne'er went out. But O my Coldness and my Sloth To God's pure Worship and his Truth!
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I might with Canaans Grapes be fed, With Heav'nly Manna for my Bread: Yet Husks I feed on Day by Day; And seldom is God's Word my Stay.
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How shall I, Lord, thy Pardon crave, Who on my Self no Mercy have? How shall I taste of Heav'ns Delight Who with the Swine have Appetite?
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O may I know and ne'er forget, While here I'm by the World beset, Earths Comforts will, like Haman's Feast, Attended be by Death at last.
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Unless God's Laws a Relish give, While in Peace and Plenty Live, More true and lasting to my Mind, Than Worldlings in their Mammon find.
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Since then so much is past oth' Night, And Day approaches with its Light; May I the Deeds of Darkness shun; The Armature of Light put on.
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The Breast-plate firm of Faith and Love; And Hope, the Helmet from above. Teach me thy Spirits Sword to wield; And Shod with Peace to keep the Field.
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Lord strengthen me, that so I may Walk honestly as in the Day: Not in Strife, Envy, or Excess, In Clambering or Wantonness.
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But with the Day-spring from on High, In Gracious Visits Lord, draw nigh. Thou who thy Flocks from Nightly Stray Preserv'd by Fiery Pillar's Ray,
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Replenish me with Wisdoms Light, Clear shining thro' Afflictions Night. Thy Presence is Eternal Day: To th' Heav'nly Canaan guide my Way.