113. Psalm 102

1. Hear me, O GOD, nor hide your face;
But answer, lest I die;
Have you not built a throne of grace,
To hear when sinners cry?
My days are wasted like the smoke
Dissolving in the air;
My bones are dry, my heart is broke,
And sinking in despair.

2. My spirit flags like with'ring grass,
Burnt with excessive heat;
In secret groans my minutes pass,
And I forget to eat.
As on some lonely building's top
The sparrow tells her moan,
Far from the tents of joy and hope
I sit and grieve alone.

3. My Cup is mingled with my woes,
And tears are my repast;
My daily Bread, like ashes, grows
Unpleasant to my taste.
My looks like withered leaves appear;
And life's declining light
Grows faint, as ev'ning shadows are
Which vanish into night.

4. But you forever are the same,
O my eternal GOD;
Ages to come shall know your name,
And spread your works abroad.
You will arise, and show your face,
Nor will my Lord delay
Beyond th' appointed hour of grace,
That long-expected day.

Text Information
First Line: Hear me, O God, nor hide you face
Title: Psalm 102
Author: Isaac Watts (1719)
Meter: 8.6.8.6 D
Language: English
Publication Date: 2024
Scripture:
Topic: Lent: Penitential Psalms
Notes: Text versified by nonconformist minister Isaac Watts, from Psalms of David Imitated in the Language of the New Testament (1719), alt.
Tune Information
Name: SALVATION
Composer: Robert Boyd (1816)
Meter: 8.6.8.6 D
Incipit: 53127 1123
Key: d minor or modal
Source: arr. Presbyterian Book of Hymns and Tunes, 1874
Notes: Tune SALVATION by Robert Boyd, from Davisson's Kentucky Harmony (1816), arr. as in the Presbyterian Book of Hymns and Tunes (1874).



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