I. Remove from us, O faithful God,
Thy dreadful and avenging rod,
Which by our num'rous crying Crimes
We have deserv'd a Thousand Times.
Sad Famine, War and Pestilence
Prevent by thy good Providence.
II. In Pity, Lord, look on our Race;
And grant us thy all-saving Grace:
Shou'd thy just Anger go so far
To call us to thy Judgment-Bar,
What Man could stand before thine Eye,
Or plead his Truth, and Guilt deny?
III. In Thee we trust; to Thee on high,
In Heaviness of Soul we cry.
Give us a Token of thy Grace,
By shewing thy relieving Face.
By true Repentance bring us Home,
And save us from the Wrath to come.
IV. Oh, raise no more such dreadful Storms
Against so file and feeble Worms.
O, great Creator, thou well know'st,
That this our Frame's but transient Dust;
Our best Endeavours Little gain;
And, search'd by thee, we're all but vain.
V. Sin still besets us ev'ry where;
Nor Satan fails to lay his Snare;
The wicked World, with Flesh and Blood,
Conspires to rob us of all Good.
O Lord, this is not hid from Thee;
Have Mercy on our Misery.
VI. Regard thy Son's most bitter Moans,
Wounds, Agonies, and dying Groans;
The Pains he felt, the Blood he spilt
T'attone for all our Sin and Guilt.
O, for his Sake our Guilt forgive,
And let the mourning Sinners live.
VII. O Lord, conduct us by thy Hand;
And bless these Realms by Sea and Land;
Preserve thy Word amongst us pure;
Keep us from Satan's Wiles secure;
Grant us to dye in Peace and Love,
And see thy glorious Face above.
Source: Psalmodia Germanica: or, The German Psalmody: translated from the high Dutch together with their proper tunes and thorough bass (2nd ed., corr. and enl.) #188