1 JESUS, thou hast bid us pray,
Pray always, and not faint;
With the word a power convey
To utter our complaint;
Quiet shalt thou never know,
Till we from sin are fully freed;
O avenge us of our foe,
And bruise the Serpent's head!
2 We have now begun to cry,
And we will never end,
Till we find salvation nigh,
And grasp the sinner's friend;
Day and night we'll speak our woe,
With thee importunately plead,
O avenge us of our foe,
And bruise the Serpent's head!
3 Speak the word, and we shall be
From all our bands released,
Only thou canst set us free,
By Satan long oppressed;
Now thy power almighty show,
Arise, the woman's conquering Seed!
O avenge us of our foe,
And bruise the Serpent's head!
4 To destroy his work of sin,
Thyself in us reveal;
Manifest thyself within
Our flesh, and fully dwell
With us, in us, here below;
Enter, and make us free indeed;
O avenge us of our foe,
And bruise the Serpent's head.
5 Stronger than the strong man, thou
His fury canst control:
Cast him out, by entering now,
And keep our ransomed soul;
Satan's kingdom overthrow,
On all the powers of darkness tread;
O avenge us of our foe,
And bruise the Serpent's head!
6 To the never-ceasing cries
Of thine elect attend;
Send deliverance from the skies,
The mighty Spirit send:
Though to man thou seemest slow,
Our cries thou seemest not to heed,
O avenge us of our foe,
And bruise the Serpent's head!
7 Come, O come, all-glorious Lord!
No longer now delay;
With thy Spirit's two-edged sword
The crooked Serpent slay!
Bare thine arm, and give the blow,
Root out and kill the hellish seed,
O avenge us of our foe,
And bruise the Serpent's head!
8 Jesus, hear thy Spirit's call,
Thy bride, who bids thee come;
Come, thou righteous Judge of all,
Pronounce the Tempter's doom:
Doom him to infernal woe,
For him and for his angels made;
Now avenge us of our foe,
For ever bruise his head!