New Version of the Psalms of David ‎#XIII

XIII. How long wilt thou my troubled soul neglect

1 How long wilt thou my troubled soul neglect,
Nor to my fervent pray'r have due respect?
How long, my God, thy presence still conceal,
While I unutterable anguish feel?
How long thus bootless shall I yet complain,
While sneer my cruel foes, and mock my pain?
3 O hear, while I thy strength'ning light implore;
O hear, or soon thy servant is no more;
Death soon on all my glories casts a shade,
And soon shall I be number'd with the dead.
4 Then will my foes triumphant raise their voice,
And with their wonted insolence rejoice.
5 But still I'll place my confidence in thee;
My only joy, thy saving hand shall be;
6 By thy blest goodness rais'd, thy praise I'll sing,
And hymn thy glorious name, eternal king.

Text Information

• First Line: How long wilt thou my troubled soul neglect
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1756
• Scripture:
  Psalm 13

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