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The ruin of Antichrist, Isa. 63. 4-7
Isaac Watts · 1707
Catalog grade guidance: 3–5 — Watts hymn chosen for school recitation; some archaic pronouns.
26 content lines · 152 words · Est. recitation about 1 min 31 sec (approx.)
Public-domain text for reading and recitation practice. Source: Project Gutenberg #13341.Estimated time uses ~120 words/minute plus short pauses—not a contest rule.
Hymn 1:29. The ruin of Antichrist, Isa. 63. 4-7. 1 "I lift my banners," saith the Lord, "Where Antichrist has stood, "The city of my gospel-foes "Shall be a field of blood. 2 "My heart has study'd just revenge, "And now the day appears, "The day of my redeem'd is come "To wipe away their tears. 3 "Quite weary is my patience grown, "And bids my fury go "Swift as the lightning it shall move, "And be as fatal too. 4 "I call for helpers but in vain: "Then has my gospel none? "Well, mine own arm has might enough "To crush my foes alone. 5 "Slaughter and my devouring sword "Shall walk the streets around, "Babel shall reel beneath my stroke, "And stagger to the ground." 6 Thy honours, O victorious King! Thine own right-hand shall raise, While we thy awful vengeance sing, And our deliverer praise.