Dr. Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David ‎#252

252. I love the Lord: he heard my cries

1 I love the Lord: he heard my cries,
And pity'd ev'ry groan;
Long as I live, when troubles rise,
I'll hasten to his throne.

2 I love the Lord: he bow'd his ear,
And chas'd my griefs away:
O let my heart no more despair,
While I have breath to pray!

3 My flesh declin'd, my spirits fell,
And I drew near the dead;
While inward pangs, and fears of hell
Perplex'd my wakeful head.

4 'My God,' I cry'd, 'thy servant save,
'Thou ever good and just;
'Thy pow'r can rescue from the grave,
'Thy pow'r is all my trust.'

5 The Lord beheld me sore distrest,
He bid my pains remove:
Return, my soul, to God, thy rest,
For thou hast known his love.

6 My God hath sav'd my soul from death,
And dry'd my falling tears:
Now to his praise I'll spend my breath,
And my remaining years.

Text Information

• First Line: I love the Lord: he heard my cries
• Meter: C. M.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1790
• Scripture:
  Psalm 116
• Notes: Part 1

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