Fits tune: Gute Baume Bringen
('Christian, dost thou see them')
Psalm 55 part
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Give ear to my prayer God
You this earth have trod
In person of Christ sure
Our Saviour e'ermore
Hide not Lord from my voice
I make you my choice
Hear all supplications
From your daughters, sons
Attend unto me here
Troubles sore are near
I mourn, wander, roaming
My complaint I bring
To you, for I needy
Voice of enemy
Has oppressed me, troublous
Come to me, me bless
My heart severely pained
Terror on me rained
Like terrors of death dark
Unto me now hark
I fearful and trembling
Prayers to you I bring
Horror has o'erwhelmed me
Pity me, me see
Then 'twas my thought, desire
That I may go far
From my troubles flying
Like dove, wings m bring
Then I far off should go
Escape the storm, so
Dwell in wilderness sure
'Til distressed no more
I shall my burden cast
On the Lord, and last
Sustained by Him strongly
He my refuge be
He has never approved
Righteous to be moved
But shall keep them wholly
In Him they be free
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Author:
orchidee (
Offline) - Published: April 4th, 2017 10:48
- Comment from author about the poem: A hymn-poem in 6.5.6.5. 6.5.6.5. metre. The original is a hymn for the season of Lent. The tune changes dramatically half-way through each verse.
- Category: Spiritual
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Comments2
Good write.
How come I've found the truth then, Soul? Have I? And should I block you, seeing as you seem to have blocked me from commenting or replying to you?
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