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Have mercy, Lord, mercy I crave

Have mercy, Lord, mercy I crave

Author: John Barnard
Published in 1 hymnal

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1. Have mercy, Lord, mercy I crave;
I cast my soul on thee;
Till these calamities are past,
To thy wings shade I flee.
2. To God, who over all presides,
I'll make my fervent cry;
The God that well for me performs,
And will not me deny.

3. From heaven he'll send, and me protect,
Shame who would on me prey;
God will his mercy, and his truth,
On my behalf display.
4. Fierce lions, men inflamed with rage,
My soul doth dwell among;
Whose teeth are spears, and arrows keen,
And as sharp swords their tongue.

5. Let thy great name be high extolled
Above the heavens, O God;
And let thy glory be displayed
Through all the earth abroad.
6. They, for my steps, had spread their net,
My soul almost despaired;
But they are fallen into the pit
Which they for me prepared.

7. O God, my heart's prepared and fixed,
I'll sing and give thee praise.
8. Awake my glory, psaltery, harp,
Myself I'll early raise.
9. Among the tribes and nations, Lord,
Thy praises sing will I.
10. Thy mercy heavens high arch transcends,
Thy truth, the starry sky.

11. Be thou, above the heavenly spheres,
Exalted high, O God;
And let thy glory be displayed
Through all the earth abroad.

A New Version of the Psalms of David, 1752

Author: John Barnard

John Barnard, born in Boston, Nov. 6, 1681; in 1752 made a version of psalms with the music; settled at Marblehead; introduced new music ther; died Jan 14, 1770, aged 89. A Dictionary of Musical Information by John W. Moore, Boston: Oliver, Ditson & Company, 1876  Go to person page >

Text Information

First Line: Have mercy, Lord, mercy I crave
Author: John Barnard
Place of Origin: Marblehead, Massachusetts
Language: English
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