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     marker 99|  |  |  |  | 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.
 
 
 ---Alternative verses---
 
 
 Pity my languishing estate,
 And ease the sorrows that I feel;
 The wounds Thy heavy hand hath made,
 O Lord, in tender mercy heal!
 
 
 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?
 
 
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LYRICS
 
      
        | Meter: | 8  8  8  8   (L.M.) 
 |  | Writer(s): |  |  | Trans/Adapted: |  |  | Dates: | 1719 
 |  | Bible Refs: | Ps 6; 
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
  
   
         | Hymn/Song Book | Year | Song # |  |  |  | # 6 |  |  | 1872 | # 6.1 |  
	
MUSIC
 
    
        | Name: | MOZART 
 |  | Meter: | 8  8  8  8   (L.M.) 
 |  | Writer(s): |  |  | Dates: | 
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