Tune: St Hugh
('Lord, teach us how to pray aright')
Psalm 55 parts
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Give ear to my prayer, O God, hide
Not from me, for beside
You, I have no other help, see
I trust in your mercy
Attend unto me, and me hear
Unto me now draw near
I mournful, downcast, oppressed be
Amony my enemies
Oh that I had like a dove wings!
Which melodious sings
For then from troubles I would fly
They not then be me nigh
I would in wilderness remain
Away from struggle, pain
Escape the windy storm, tempest
Be at peace and be blest
Cast upon the Lord your burden
He shall sustain you then
Never permit the righteous to
Be moved, but still stand true
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Author:
orchidee (
Offline) - Published: May 27th, 2026 01:58
- Comment from author about the poem: A hymn-poem in 8.6.8.6.
- Category: Spiritual
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Comments1
A poetic reassurance and admonition in this hymn for a people used to travail. Well done Orchi
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