1 In anger, Lord, do not chastise,
Withdraw the dreadful storm;
Nor let thine awful wrath arise
Against a feeble worm.
2 My soul bow'd down with heavy cares,
My flesh with pain oppress'd;
My couch is witness to my tears,
My tears forbid my rest.
3 Sorrow and grief wear out my days;
I waste the night with cries,
And count the minutes as they pass,
'Till the slow morning rise.
4 Shall I be still tormented more?
My eyes consum'd with grief:
How long, my God, how long, before
Thine hand afford relief?
5 He hears his mourning children speak,
He pities all our groans;
And saves us for his mercy’s sake,
And heals our broken bones.
6 The virtue of his sovereign word,
Restores our fainting breath;
For silent graves praise not the Lord,
Nor is he known in death.
Source: Church Hymn Book: consisting of newly composed hymns with the addition of hymns and psalms, from other authors, carefully adapted for the use of public worship, and many other occasions (1st ed.) #P.VI
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|The Cyber Hymnal #2957||In Anger, Lord, Rebuke Me Not||In anger, Lord, rebuke me not||MANOAH||Isaac Watts||CM||<cite>The Psalms of David</cite>, 1719|