Lord, I will thee extol, for thou

Lord, I will thee extol, for thou

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1 Lord, I will thee extol, for thou
hast lifted me on high,
and over me thou to rejoice
madest not mine enemy.
2 O thou who art the Lord my God,
I in distress to thee
with loud cries lifted up my voice,
and thou hast healed me.

3 O Lord, my soul thou hast brought up
and rescued from the grave;
that I to death should not go down,
alive thou didst me save.
4 O ye that are his holy ones,
sing praise unto the Lord;
and unto him give thanks, when ye
his holiness record.

5 For but a moment lasts his wrath;
life in his favour lies:
weeping may for a night endure,
at morn doth joy arise.
6 In my prosperity I said,
that nothing shall me move:
7 O Lord, thou hast my mountain made
to stand strong by thy love.

Thou didst thy face hide; then was I
sore troubled and dismayed:
8 I cried to thee, O Lord, to thee
I supplication made:
9 what profit is there in my blood,
when I to death go down?
Shall dust give praises unto thee?
Shall it thy truth make known?

10 Hear, Lord, have mercy; help me, Lord;
11 thou didst from sackcloth free;
my grief to dancing thou hast turned,
with gladness girded me;
12 That sing thy praise my glory may,
and never silent be.
O Lord my God, for evermore
I will give thanks to thee.

Source: The Irish Presbyterian Hymbook #P30a

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First Line: Lord, I will thee extol, for thou
Language: English
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