Tune: Stuttgart
('Earth has many a noble city')
Psalm 141 v.1-5
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Lord, make haste, unto you I cry
Give ear to me, and draw nigh
Hear my voice, let my prayer be set
Before you, me not forget
Let it be as incense to you
Fragrant offering and true
May hands lifted to you suffice
As the evening sacrifice
O Lord, before my mouth set guard
That there no things bitter, hard
Proceed from there, door of my lips
Keep, so no tongue's sinful slips
Let not my heart incline unto
Evil, but things that please you
That I not wickedness practise
With those whose hearts [are] set to this
Let the righteous smite me, it shall
Be a kindness, do me well
As an excellent oil, it shall
Not injure me, I shall tell
For yet my prayer shall be in their
Troubles, I with them shall share
Not be vengeful, unforgiving
But support them in each thing
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Author:
orchidee (
Offline) - Published: December 1st, 2023 03:28
- Comment from author about the poem: A hymn-poem in 8.7.8.7.
- Category: Spiritual
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Comments2
Amen.
Thanks 2 - or 7, 8, or 1, whoever you are today!
Good one Orchi.
Thanks Gold.
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