Author: J. H. Appears in 2 hymnals Scripture: Psalm 86 First Line: Lord bow thine eare to my request Lyrics: 1 Lord bow thine eare to my request,
and heare me by and by:
With grievous paine and griefe opprest,
full poore and weak am I.
2 Preserve my soule, because my waies
and doings holy be:
And save thy servant, O my Lord,
that puts his trust in thee.
3 Thy mercy (Lord) on me expresse,
defend me eke withall:
For through the day I do not cease
on thee to cry and call.
4 Comfort (O Lord) thy servants soule
that now with paine is pin'd:
For unto thee (Lord) I extoll,
and lift my soule and mind.
5 For thou art good and bountifull,
thy gifts of grace are free:
And eke thy mercy plentiful,
to all that call on thee.
6 O Lord likewise when I do pray,
regard and give an eare:
Mark well the words that I do say,
and all my prayers heare.
7 In time when trouble doth me move,
to thee I do complaine
For why? I know and well do prove,
thou answerest me againe.
8 Among the gods (O Lord) is none
with thee to be compar'd:
And none can do as thou alone,
the like hath not beene heard.
The second Part:
9 The Gentiles and the people all,
which thou didst make and frame,
Before thy face on knees shall fall,
and glorifie thy Name.
10 For why? thou art so much of might,
all power is thy owne:
Thou workest wonders still in sight,
for thou art God alone.
11 O teach me, Lord, thy way, and I
shall in thy truth proceed:
O joyne my heart to thee so nigh,
that I thy Name may dread.
12 To thee my God will I give praise,
with all my heart O Lord:
And glorifie thy Name alwaies,
for ever through the world.
13 For why? thy mercy shew'd to me
is great, and doth excell:
Thou setst my soule at liberty,
out from the lower hell.
14 O Lord the proud against me rise,
and heaps of men of might:
They seek my soule and in no wise
will have thee in their sight.
15 Thou Lord art mercifull and meek,
full slack and slow to wrath:
Thy goodnesse is full great, and eke
thy truth no measure hath.
16 O turne to me and mercy great,
thy strength to me apply:
O help and save thine own servant,
thy handmaids sonne am I.
17 On me some signe of favor shew,
that all my foes may see,
And be asham'd, because (Lord), thou
dost help and comfort me.
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