Tune: St Cuthbert
('Our blest Redeemer, ere He breathed')
Psalm 70
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Make haste, O God, deliver me
Make haste to help me, see
O Lord let them all be ashamed
Who me defamed
Ashamed, confused, all they that seek
My soul, though I am meek
Turn them away backwards, retreat
For that is meet* (*suitable)
Meet for those who desire my hurt
Let them be turned back, curt * (*cut short)
And quickly, they who me trouble
I shall not fall
Let those that seek you so rejoice
They have made you their choice
Let such as love your salvation
Praise you, the one
The one, God, to be magnified
Though here am I beside
You, poor and needy, Lord, swiftly
Deliver me
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Author:
orchidee (
Offline) - Published: August 20th, 2024 01:35
- Comment from author about the poem: A hymn-poem in 8.6.8.4. I'm drying up, though finding un-posted poems in my 'archives' of notes.
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Nice one Orchi. Beats writing about Gertrude any day.
Thanks Gertrude, erm, Crow. lol.
I think you are beyond help sir
Thanks N. Yes, my marriage to KP is beyond help.
I hope dear Orchi you get a speedy response from Him in high places. Have a happy Tuesday.
Thanks muchly Cassie. Mrs Botox is my purgatory - if I believed in it, which I don't!
Deliverance.. wasn't that a movie some time ago about red neck hillbillies? I think they said hasten help me. Good one Orchi.
Thanks SB. Not seen the film myself. The only other deliverance I know is the postman bringing letters! lol.
Ask and ye shall receive my friend. Take care Orchi!
Thanks B. I hasten to the pub every night to get away from KP! lol.
I'm sure that you are well recieved there. lol
Heehee. Where's my sense of helping each other in my married life?!
Good luck with that one.
Good one Orchi.
Thanks Gold.
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