The Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts ‎#Ps.13

Ps.13. Psalm 6

Lord, I can suffer thy rebukes,
When thou with kindness dost chastise;
But thy fierce wrath I cannot bear:
O let it not against me rise.

Pity my languishing estate,
And ease the sorrows that I feel;
The wounds thine heavy hand hath made,
O let thy gentler touches heal!

See how I pass my weary days
In sighs and groans; and when 'tis night
My bed is watered with my tears;
My grief consumes, and dims my sight.

Look, how the powers of nature mourn!
How long, Almighty God, how long?
When shall thine hour of grace return?
When shall I make thy grace my song?

I feel my flesh so near the grave,
My thoughts are tempted to despair;
But graves can never praise the Lord,
For all is dust and silence there.

Depart, ye tempters, from my soul,
And all despairing thoughts, depart;
My God, who hears my humble moan,
Will ease my flesh, and cheer my heart.

Text Information

• First Line: Lord, I can suffer thy rebukes
• Title: Psalm 6
• Author: Isaac Watts
• Meter: L. M.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1806
• Scripture:
  Psalm 6
• Topic: Deliverance: from temptation; Satan subdued; Complaint: of sickness; Devotion: on a sick bed; Health: prayed for; Health: sickness, and recovery; Recovery from Sickness; Sick-Bed Devotion; Sickness healed; Temptations: in sickness; Victory: over temptations

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