Text: | In Thy Wrath |
1 In Thy wrath and hot displeasure,
Chasten not Thy servant, LORD;
Let Thy mercy, without measure,
Help and peace to me afford.
2 Heavy is my tribulation,
Sore my punishment has been,
Broken by Thy indignation,
I am troubled by my sin.
3 With my burden of transgression
Heavy laden, overborne,
Humbled low I make confession,
For my folly now I mourn.
4 Weak and wounded, I implore Thee;
LORD, to me Thy mercy show;
All my prayer is now before Thee,
All my trouble You do know.
5 Darkness gathers, foes assail me,
But I answer not a word;
All my friends desert and fail me,
Only You my cry hast heard.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | In Thy wrath and hot displeasure |
Title: | In Thy Wrath |
Meter: | 8.7.8.7 |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 2022 |
Scripture: | |
Source: | The Psalter, 1912 |