1 My GOD, consider my distress,
Let mercy plead my cause;
Though I have sinn'd against thy grace,
I can't forget thy laws.
2 Forbid, forbid the sharp reproach
Which I so justly fear;
Uphold my life, uphold my hopes,
Not let my shame appear.
3 Be thou a surety, LORD, for me;
Nor let the proud oppress;
But make thy waiting servant see
The shinings of thy face.
4 My eyes with expectation fail;
My heart within me cries,
"When will the LORD his truth fulfil,
"And make my comforts rise?"
5 Look down upon my sorrows, Lord,
And shew thy grace the same
As thou art ever wont t' afford
To those that love thy name.
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First Line: | My GOD, consider my distress |
Title: | Breathing after Comfort and deliverance |
Meter: | Common Metre |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1780 |
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