LXX. O LORD! to my relief draw near

1 O LORD! to my Relief draw near.
For never was more Need;
In my Defence do thou appear,
O GOD, and come with Speed.
On them let Shame return,
Who to destroy my Soul combine;
O let them blush and mourn,
Defeated in their base Design.

2 Their Doom let Desolation be,
Their Malice be repaid,
Who mock'd my Confidence in thee,
And me their Pastime made.
While Those who seek thy Face,
To joyful Triumphs shall be rais'd,
And all who prize thy Grace,
Shall sing with me, the LORD be prais'd.

5 Thus wretched tho' I am, and poor,
The LORD of me takes Care;
Thou GOD, who only can'st restore,
To my Relief repair!

Text Information
First Line: O LORD! to my relief draw near
Language: English
Publication Date: 1767
Scripture:
Topic: Prayers: When surrounded by Enemies; Prophecies: Prophetical Curses against the Enemies and Persecutors of the Chruch
Tune Information
Name: [O Lord, to my relief draw near]
Key: C Major



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