SONG XVIII. Against Scoffing and calling Names. Isaac Watts Alexander Huber Editor Bodleian Libraries, University of Oxford
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Oxford This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 3.0 Unported License. T185045 K123515.000 Watts, Isaac, 1674-1748. Divine songs: attempted in easy language for the use of children. By I. Watts, D.D. London Printed for J. Buckland; J. F. and C. Rivington; T. Longman; W. Fenner; T. Field; and E. and C. Dilly 1777 pp. 26-27. xii,58,[2]p.; 12⁰.

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SONG XVIII . Against Scoffing and calling Names . I. OUR Tongues were made to bless the LORD , And not speak ill of Men ; When others give a railing Word , We must not rail again . II . Cross Words and angry Names require To be chastis'd at School ; And He's in Danger of Hell-fire That calls his Brother Fool . III . But Lips that dare be so profane , To mock and jeer and scoff At holy Things or holy Men , The LORD shall cut them off . IV . When Children in heir wanton Play Serv'd old ELISHA so ; And bid the Prophet go his Way , " Go up , thou Bald-Head , go . " V. GOD quickly stopp'd their wicked Breath , And sent two raging Bears , That tore them Limb from Limb to Death , With Blood and Groans and Tears . VI . Great GOD , how terrible are Thou To Sinners e'er so young ! Grant me thy Grace , and teach me how To tame and rule my Tongue .