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1. With unmov'd Patience, for the Lord,
I waited hopefully;
He bow'd to me a gracious Ear,
And heard my humble Cry.
2. He brought me from the roaring Pit,
Where plung'd in Mire, I lay;
He set my Feet upon a Rock,
And firm he made my Way.
3. With a new Song he fill'd my Mouth;
Praise to our God most high;
Many shall see, and learn to fear,
And on the Lord rely.
4. That Man is blest, who on the Lord,
With Confidence, relies;
Who disregards the Proud, and such
As turn aside to Lies.
5. O Lord, my God, thy wondrous Works,
Which thou hast wrought of old;
And Thoughts of Kindness towards us,
Are more than can be told.
6. Rich Sacrifice, and Offering,
Thou did'st no more desire;
Nor burnt, nor Sin Off'ring, but strict
Obedience did require.
7. "Then said I, Lo, I come, of me
"Thy sacred Rolls declare;
8. "My God, Thy Will is my Delight,
"Thy Laws in my Heart are.
9. "I, in the Congregation great,
"Have preached Righteousness;
"Lo, Lord, thou know'st, I've not refrain'd
"From publishiing thy Grace.
10. "I have not hid within my Heart
"Nor from the World conceal'd,
"Thy Faithfulness, and saving Health:
"But Grace, and Truth reveal'd.
Second Part
11. Those tender Mercies I proclaim
Withhold not, Lord, from me;
But let thy Kindness and thy Truth
My constant Keepers be.
12. Numberless Evils me surround,
My Sins have seiz'd me fast;
They blind me, they exceed my Hairs
Therefore my Heart's lay'd wast. '
13. Be pleas'd, O Lord, in this Distress
To come, and set me free;
O gracious God, make no Delays,
But hast to succour me.
14. Shame, and Confusion, be their Lot,
Who at my Ruin aim;
May they who wish, and seek, my Hurt,
Be driven back with Shame.
15. With Desolation them reward,
Who shamefully me treat;
That sport themselves, and Triumph make,
At mine afflicted State.
16. Let all that seek thy Face rejoice,
In Thee be satisfy'd;
Who thy Salvation love, still say,
"The Lord be magnify'd.
17. Tho' I am poor, distress'd, the Lord
Yet thinks on me alway:
For thou my Help, and Saviour, art,
My God, make no Delay.
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First Line: | With unmov'd Patience, for the Lord |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1752 |
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