Luke 19:27: But lo, the sentence to prevent

But lo, the sentence to prevent,
While yet Thou may'st be found I come,
Thy foes and mine to Thee present;
Jesus to swift destruction doom
My sins, and rebel lusts, not me,
Who groan beneath their tyranny.

These lords Thy subject have oppress'd,
And never will Thy laws obey:
Expel the tyrants from my breast.
The' usurpers by Thy Spirit slay,
Slay by the brightness of Thy face,
And let Thy glory fill the place.