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I cried unto the Lord most just Most

I cried unto the Lord most just,
Most, merciful, in prayer;
I cried unto Him from the dust,
I told Him my despair.

When sunk my soul within me,—then
Thou know’st the path I chose;
Unharm’d I pass’d the spoiler’s den,
I walk’d through ambush’d foes.

I look’d for friends —there was not one
In sorrow to condole;
I look’d for refuge,—there was none;
None cared for my soul.

I cried unto the Lord;—I said,—
Thou art my refuge; Thou,
my portion; hasten to mine aid;
Hear and deliver now.

Now from the dungeon, from the grave,—
Exalt thy suppliant’s head;
Thy voice is freedom to the slave,
Revival to the dead.

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Meter: 8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
      Bible Refs: Ps 142;
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