In Thy Heritage the Heathen

In Thy her­it­age the hea­then

Now

O God

tri­umph­ant stand;

They de­file Thy ho­ly tem­ple

They de­stroy Thy chos­en land;

Ruthless

they have slain Thy serv­ants

They have caused Thy saints to mourn;

In the sight of all about us

We en­dure re­proach and scorn.

O how long against Thy peo­ple

Shall Thine an­ger burn

O Lord?

On Thine en­emies

the hea­then

Be Thine in­dig­na­tion poured;

Smite the king­doms that de­fy Thee

Calling not up­on Thy name;

They have long de­voured Thy peo­ple

And have swept Thy land with flame.

O re­mem­ber not against us

Evil by our fa­thers wrought;

Haste to help us in Thy mer­cy

Near to ru­in we are brought;

Help us

God of our sal­va­tion

For the glo­ry of Thy name;

For Thy name’s sake come and save us

Take away our sin and shame.

Let Thy foes no long­er scorn Thee

Now av­enge Thy serv­ants slain;

Loose the pri­son­er

save the dy­ing

All Thine ene­mies re­strain;

Then Thy flock

Thy chos­en peo­ple

Unto Thee their thanks shall raise

And to ev­ery ge­ne­ra­tion

We will sing Thy glo­ri­ous praise.