Scripture Verse

Haste thee, escape thither; for I cannot do anything till thou be come thither. Therefore the name of the city was called Zoar. Genesis 19:22

Introduction

Words: From Den­ham’s Se­lect­ion; or, the Saints’ Me­lo­dy, by Da­vid Den­ham, ninth edi­tion (Lon­don, Eng­land: J. Pop­lett, print­er, 1737), num­ber 587. God’s care of His peo­ple.

Music: Farn­ham tra­di­tion­al Eng­lish tune (🔊 pdf nwc).

Alternate Tunes:

If you know where to get a good pic­ture of Den­ham (head & shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els),

Lyrics

When So­dom’s sin, an aw­ful cry,
Had reached Je­ho­vah’s ear,
Vindictive wrath was wont to fly,
But right­eous Lot was there.

This chos­en saint, that God ap­proved,
When wrath and ter­ror flies,
Shall from de­struc­tion be re­moved,
And live when So­dom dies.

Zoar, the spot or­dained of God,
To which the saint must flee,
Stands as a type of Je­sus’ blood,
That sets the guil­ty free.

But why should Heav’n’s in­dul­gent care,
Amidst the ge­ne­ral woe,
A sin­gle saint, a sin­ner spare,
Whose heart was loath to go?

Haste hi­ther, haste, the an­gel calls,
The ci­ty’s full in view;
Till thou art safe with­in her walls,
Thy God can no­thing do.

Herein dis­crim­in­at­ing grace
Shone with re­ful­gent ray,
Though he was loath to quit the place.
It made him haste away.

For sins, as black as So­dom’s were,
There’s par­don with our God;
Large as His ten­der mer­cies are,
And rich as Je­sus’ blood.

illustration
Lot and the Sodomites
James Tissot (1836–1902)
The Jewish Museum