Tune: Southwell
('Lord Jesus, think on me')
Psalm 57 v.1-3
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Be merciful to me
Lord, do my troubles see
In shadow of your wings I trust
I who am small and dust
Here will I sure abide
Here my refuge, I hide
Until these troubles have passed by
I still shall know you nigh
I to the Lord will call
God most high over all
He does for me all things perform
I safe through each life's storm
He shall from heaven me aid
I trust in Him, am staid
He shall from reproach, snares save me
Mercy, truth to me be
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Author:
orchidee (
Offline) - Published: April 24th, 2020 02:09
- Comment from author about the poem: A hymn-poem in 6.6.8.6 metre. The original hymn is one of the oldest - from 5th Century. Poem written before the health crisis, but apt for it now, I believe.
- Category: Spiritual
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Comments2
Where was god for my Joyce!!!
I know. I go on merrily writing though. One could 'hide' under hymns in a way, at times, just expressing 'general truths' I suppose David and other Psalm writers had their troubles too, as in this Psalm.
Beautifully done.
Thanks Mil.
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