1 On Thee, who dwell'st above the Skies,
2 For Mercy wait my longing eyes;
As Servants watch their Masters Hands,
And Maids their Mistresses Commands.
3,4 O then have Mercy on us, Lord,
Thy gracious Aid to us afford:
To us whom cruel Foes oppress,
Grown rich and proud by our Distress.
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First Line: | On Thee, who dwell'st above the Skies |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1754 |
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