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A Prayer of David

Bow down, O Lord, thine ear

Published in 1 hymnal

Representative Text

1 Bow down O Lord thine ear,
Hear me attentively:
For I am poor afflicted sore,
And needy too am I.
2 In safety keep my soul
For merciful am I:
My God save thou thy servant now,
That doth on thee rely.

3 Jehovah merciful
O be thou unto me;
Because that I aloud do cry
Thro' all the day to thee.
4 O make thy servant's soul
That it may joyful be?
Because that I, O Lord on high
Do lift my soul to thee.

5 For thou O Lord art good,
To pardon prone also:
And to them all on thee that call
In mercy rich art thou.
6 Jehovah to thine ear,
O let my prayer have place,
Attend unto the voice also
Of my request for grace.

7 I'th day of my distress
To thee I will complain:
Because that thou wilt me unto
An answer give again.
8 Among the gods O Lord,
Like thee not any be;
And no works are that may compare
With those perform'd by thee.

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9 The nations all O Lord,
Whom thou hast made the same
Shall come adore ev'n thee before
And glorify thy name.
10 Because thou mighty art,
The things that thou hast done
They wondrous are, and do declare
That thou art God alone.

11 Teach me thy way O Lord,
Walk in thy truth will I:
Thine holy name to fear the same
Mine heart in union tie.
12 With all mine heart I will
O Lord my God, thee praise.
And also I will glorify
Thine holy name always.

13 Because that unto me
Thy mercy doth excell;
My soul set free hath been by thee,
Ev'n from the lowest hell.
14 O God, the violent troops
And proud against me rise:
My soul seek they to take away,
Nor have thee in their eyes.

15 But Lord, a tender God
Thou art and gracious.
Lon suff'ring too, in mercy thou,
And truth art plenteous.
16 O turn to me thy face,
And on me mercy have:
Thy strength give thou thy servant now,
Thy handmaid's son O save.

17 Show me a sign for good;
And let my haters see?
And be asham'd: because Lord, thou
Dost help and comfort me.


Source: The Psalms, Hymns, and Spiritual Songs of the Old and New-Testament: faithfully translated into English metre: for the use, edification, and comfort of the saints...especially in New-England (25th ed) #PLXXXVIa

Text Information

First Line: Bow down, O Lord, thine ear
Title: A Prayer of David
Language: English
Publication Date: 1742
Copyright: Public Domain

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