Prayers in Perils

orchidee



Tune: St Hilda [Series: Hymns to Saints Tunes 14]

('O happy band of pilgrims')

Psalm 57 v.5-11

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Be exalted, God, above

The heavens, your truth, love

Be unt us, your glory

Be above all earth free

 

Enemy has prepared net

For me, but not caught yet

My soul is bowed down, oppressed

Seeking for quiet and rest

 

Enemy has digged for me

A pit, that I fall, see

They have themselves fallen in

It, they wicked and sin

 

My heart is fixed, god, steadfast

I will sing, troubles last

A while, but you my help be

I give you praise, glory

 

Awake, tongues and instruments

I will praise you, I sense

Your presence, for your mercy

Great to the heavens be

 

And your truth great to the clouds

Surrounded as enshrouds

Are w with them, exalted

God be, our living Head

  • Author: orchidee (Online Online)
  • Published: October 29th, 2026 10:38
  • Comment from author about the poem: A hymn-poem in 7.6.7.6. The hymn in the clip goes on a bit for 8 verses, and dates back to 850 AD.
  • Category: Spiritual
  • Views: 1


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