|
|
| |
|
Save me, O ,God, because the floods
Come in upon my soul;
I sink in depths where none can stand;
Deep waters, o’er me roll.
My constant calling wearies me,
My throat is parched and dried,
My eyes grow dim while for my God
Still waiting I abide.
O God, my folly and my sin
Thy holy eye can see;
Yet save from shame, Lord God of hosts,
Thy saints that wait on Thee.
Forbid, O God, our covenant God,
That those who seek Thy face
Should see Thy servant put to shame
And share in my disgrace.
It is for Thee I am reproached,
For Thee I suffer shame,
Until my brethren know me not,
And hated is my name.
It is my zeal for Thine abode
That has consumed my life;
Reproached by those reproaching Thee,
I suffer in the strife.
I wept, with fasting bowed my soul,
Yet that was made my shame;
When I in sackcloth clothed myself,
Their byword I became.
The men who sit within the gate
With slander do me wrong,
And they who linger at their cups
Make me their jest and song.
|
marker 99
|
LYRICS
|
Meter:
|
8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
|
|
Writer(s):
|
|
|
Trans/Adapted:
|
| |
Dates:
|
|
|
Bible Refs:
|
Ps 69;
|
MUSIC
|
Name:
|
GRÄFENBERG (PRAXIS)
|
|
Meter:
|
8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
|
|
Writer(s):
|
|
|
Dates:
|
1653
|
LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
|
Hymn/Song Book
|
Song #
|
Key
|
| # 813 | F | | # 337 | G |
echo ' | ';
|
Hymn Writer
