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My soul for thy salvation faints
Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 7 hymnals Lyrics: CAPH THE ELEVENTH PART
81 My soul for thy salvation faints;
yet I thy word believe.
82 mine eyes fail for thy word: I say,
When wilt thou comfort give?
83 For like a bottle I’m become,
that in the smoke is set:
but till thy righteous statutes, Lord,
I never do forget.
84 How many are thy servant’s days?
when wilt thou execute
just judgment on these wicked men
that do me persecute?
85 The proud have digged pits for me,
which is against thy laws.
86 Thy words all faithful are: help me,
pursued without a cause.
87 They so consumed me, that on earth
my life they scarce did leave:
thy precepts yet forsook I not,
but close to them did cleave.
88 After thy loving-kindness, Lord,
me quicken and preserve:
the testimony of thy mouth
so shall I still observe. Scripture: Psalm 119:81-88 Used With Tune: CHESHIRE
My soul for thy salvation faints
The Angel Comes, He Comes To Reap
Author: Henry H. Milman Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 42 hymnals Lyrics: 1 The angel comes, he comes to reap
The harvest of the Lord!
O’er all the earth with fatal sweep
Wide waves his flamy sword.
2 And who are they, in sheaves to bide
The fire of vengeance bound?
The tares, whose rank luxuriant pride
Choked the fair crop around.
3 And who are they, reserved in store
God’s treasure-house to fill?
The wheat, a hundred-fold that bore
Amid surrounding ill.
4 O King of Mercy! grant us power
Thy fiery wrath to flee!
In Thy destroying angel’s hour
O gather us to Thee! Used With Tune: CHESHIRE Text Sources: Hymns Written and Adapted to the Weekly Church Service of the Year by Reginald Heber (London: J. Murray, 1827)
The Angel Comes, He Comes To Reap
Lord, from the Ill and Froward Man
Author: Anonymous Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 6 hymnals Lyrics: 1. Lord, from the ill and froward man
Give me deliverance,
And do Thou safe preserve me from
The man of violence:
2. Who in their heart mischievous things
Are meditating e’er;
And they for war assembled are
Continually together.
3. Much like unto a serpent’s tongue
Their tongues they sharp do make;
And underneath their lips there lies
The poison of a snake.
4. Lord, keep me from the wicked’s hands,
From violent men me save;
Who utterly to overthrow
My goings purposed have.
5. The proud for me a snare have hid,
And cords; yea, they a net
Have by the wayside for me spread;
They gins for me have set.
6. I said unto the Lord, Thou art
My God: unto the cry
Of all my supplications,
Lord, do Thine ear apply.
7. O God the Lord, who art the strength
Of my salvation:
A cov’ring in the day of war
My head Thou hast put on.
8. Unto the wicked man, O Lord,
His wishes do not grant;
Nor further Thou his ill device,
Lest they themselves should vaunt.
9. As for the head and chief of those
About that compass me,
E’en by the mischief of their lips
Let Thou them covered be.
10. Let burning coals upon them fall,
Them throw in fiery flame,
And in deep pits, that they no more
May rise out of the same.
11. Let not an evil speaker be
On earth establishèd:
Mischief shall hunt the violent man,
Till he be ruinèd.
12. I know God will th’afflicted’s cause
Maintain, and poor men’s right.
Surely the just shall praise Thy name;
Th’upright dwell in Thy sight. Used With Tune: CHESHIRE Text Sources: Scottish Psalter, 1650
Lord, from the Ill and Froward Man
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