Dear Friend of Hymnary,

As you know, we don't ask for money too often. But we're asking now.

So before you hit the "close" button on this box, please consider a donation to keep Hymnary going.

More than half a million people come here every month -- worship leaders, hymnologists, hymn lovers and more -- people who now have access to the most complete database of North American hymnody on the planet thanks to this site. But keeping all of this afloat does not come without a cost, and we have limited sources of revenue. So if you benefit from, would you please consider a donation today? Even small amounts help, and they also let us know you're behind us and support what we do.

You can make your tax-deductible contribution by clicking the Donate button below, or you can send a check to Hymnary at 3201 Burton SE, Grand Rapids, MI 49546.

On behalf of the entire Hymnary team,
Harry Plantinga

LORD, hear the Voice of my Complaint, And to my humble paryer give ear

LORD, hear the Voice of my Complaint, And to my humble paryer give ear

Adapter: Francis Hopkinson
Tune: [Sure wicked fools, devoid of shame]
Published in 1 hymnal

Audio files: MIDI

Full Text

1 LORD, hear the Voice of my Complaint,
And to my humble Pray'r give Ear;
Preserve my Life from cruel Foes,
And free my troubled Soul from Fear;
Hide me in some secure Retreat;
The Plots of all my Foes defeat.

2 See how, intent to work my Harm,
They whet their Tongues like sharpen'd Swords,
And bend their Bows to shoot their Darts,
Destructive Lies, and bitter Words:
In secret, void of Fear and Shame,
They at the Just direct their Aim.

3 To carry on their ill Designs,
In frequent Councils they agree;
They speak of laying private Snares,
And vainly think that none shall see:
With Care their wicked Plots they lay;
Their Hearts designing to betray.

4 But GOD, to Anger justly mov'd,
His dreadful Bows shall surely bend;
And on his flying Arrow's Point
Against them swift Destruction send:
Their Slander on themselves shall fall,
And they be scorn'd and shunn'd by all.

5 The World shall then GOD's Pow'r confess,
And frighten'd Nations trembling stand;
Convinc'd that 'tis the mighty Work,
Of his uprais'd avenging Hand:
For they shall see his Pow'r, and own
That he is GOD supreme alone.

6 Whilst righteous Men whom he secures,
Shall in his Mercy gladly trust;
and all the list'nign Earth shall hear,
The glorious Triumphs of the Just;
The true of heart shall bless his Name,
And to the world their Joy proclaim.

Source: The Psalms of David: with the Ten Commandments, Creed, Lord's Prayer, &c. in metre...for the use of the Reformed Protestant Dutch church of the city of New York #LXIV

Adapter: Francis Hopkinson

Francis Hopkinson; grad. College of Philadelphia with master’s degree; studied law and passed Pa. bar; opened conveyancer’s office in Philadelphia; musical and literary talent; prolific writer who frequently used pen name, A. B. LOC Name Authority Files Go to person page >

Text Information

First Line: LORD, hear the Voice of my Complaint, And to my humble paryer give ear
Adapter: Francis Hopkinson
Source: Tate and Brady's New Version, "Lord, hear the voice of my complaint"
Language: English
Publication Date: 1767
Copyright: This text in in the public domain in the United States because it was published before 1923.