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To my complaint, O Lord my God,
thy gracious ear incline;
Hear me, distressed and destitute
of all relief but thine!
Do thou, O God, preserve my soul,
that does thy Name adore;
Thy servant keep, and him, whose trust
relies on thee, restore.
To me, who daily thee invoke,
thy mercy, Lord, extend;
Refresh thy servant's soul, whose hopes
on thee alone depend.
Thou, Lord, art good; nor only good,
but prompt to pardon too;
Of plenteous mercy to all those
who for thy mercy sue.
To my repeated humble pray'r,
O Lord, attentive be;
When troubled I on thee will call,
for thou wilt answer me.
Among the gods there's none like thee,
O Lord, alone divine!
To thee as much inferior they,
as are their works to thine.
Therefore their great creator thee,
the nation shall adore,
Their long misguided pray'rs and praise
to thy blest Name restore.
All shall confess thee great, and great
the wonders thou hast done:
Confess thee God, the God supreme;
confess thee God alone.
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LYRICS
Meter:
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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Writer(s):
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Trans/Adapted:
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Dates:
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1696
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Bible Refs:
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Ps 86:1-10;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
Hymn/Song Book
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Year
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Song #
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| 1821 | # 86 |
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