CXXX. Psalm CXXX

1 Lord, unto thee I make my moan,
when dangers me oppress;
I call, I sigh, complain, and groan,
trusting to find release

2 Hearken, O Lord, to my request,
unto my suit incline,
And let thine ears, O Lord, be pressed
to hear this prayer of mine

3 O Lord our God, if thou survey
our sins, and them peruse,
Who shall escape? Or who dare say,
I can myself excuse

4 But thou art merciful and free,
and boundless in thy grace,
That we might always careful be
to fear before thy face

5 In God the Lord I put my trust,
my soul waits on his will;
His promise is for ever just,
and I hope therein still

6 My soul to God hath great regard,
wishing for him always;
Much more than they that watch and ward
to see the dawning day

7 O Israel, trust in the Lord,
with him there mercy is,
And he doth plenteously afford
redemption unto his.

8 E'en he it is that Israel shall,
through his abundant grace,
Redeem from his offences all,
and wholly them deface.

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First Line: Lord unto thee I make my moan
Title: Psalm CXXX
Author: W.W.
Publication Date: 1812
Scripture: Psalm 130
Language: English
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