Church Hymn Book ‎#P.XLII.II

P.XLII.II. My spirit sinks within me, Lord

7 My spirit sinks with me, Lord,
But I will call thy name to mind,
And times of past distress record,
When I have found my God was kind.

8 Huge troubles with tumult'ous noise
Swell like a sea, and round me spread;
The rising waves drown all my joys,
And roll tremend'ous o’er my head.

9 Yet will the Lord command his love,
When I address his throne by day,
Nor in the night his grace remove;
The night shall hear me sing and pray.

10 I’ll cast myself before his feet,
And say, "my God, my heav’nly rock,
"Why doth thy love so long forget
"The soul that groans beneath thy stroke?"

11 I’ll chide my heart that sinks so low,
Why should my soul indulge her grief;
Hope in the Lord and praise him too;
He is my rest, my sure relief.

12 My God, my most exceeding joy.
Thy light and truth shall guide me still,
Thy word shall my best thoughts employ,
And lead me to thine heav’nly hill.

Text Information

• First Line: My spirit sinks within me, Lord
• Meter: L. M.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1816
• Scripture:
  Psalm 42:7-11
• Topic: Melancholy Thoughts reproved

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