Tune: Hawkhurst
('Come, gracious Spirit, heavenly dove')
Psalm 86 v.6-10
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Give ear, O Lord, unto my prayer
I call, believing you are there
Attend to my supplications
And answer here your needy ones
In the day of trouble I will
Call on you, trust for your help still
Among the gods is none like you
And your works none of them can do
All nations, Lord, who you have made
Shall come and worship, be arrayed
Before you, and shall glorify
Your name, and know your presence nigh
For you are great, and do wondrous
Works, and they are revealed to us
And you are God alone, you reign
In your power for e'er unfeign* (*true)
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Author:
orchidee (
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- Comment from author about the poem: A hymn-poem in 8.8.8.8. format.
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Nothing wrong with a bit of unfeignedness, Neville? Can you beat it, like an egg?
It's from part of a service '..... you who do unfeignedly believe His holy gospel.....'
Not a River, Gold, but some fields. Could be a River nearby, as there is near some fields about 2 miles from home here.
Massive impact of happiness
Thanks SA.
Orchi,
A good way to begin a new day….
especially for the believers. Reading your hymn/poem this morning brings beautiful memories of my mom.
Have a wonderful day.
Laura🌻
Thanks L.
Sometimes we all live on a prayer and a prayer almost solely.
Thanks CB. Aww, why they wish I would live on a wing and a prayer, and fly away, and sing some place else? They are horrible to me! lol.
Your unwavering faith is an inspiration in all that you write dear friend, and you never cease to inspire.
Thanks Bella. I knew a former mansion, now offices, with name of hymn title: Hawkhurst. But a bit smelly, and nothing mansion-like inside. It's gone from the face of the earth for ever now - demolished. It was mansion-like about 100 years ago. But a horrid, not gothic, but ghostly-type building.
The two cats I saw were not our own cats, though we do have two large cats ourselves!
if Laura likes it, then it must be okay 🙂
Thanks N. Can you beat a feign, like an egg?
I begin to talk rubbish at times. lol. It's KP. She drives me to distraction.
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