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I have not hid within my breast
thy goodness as by stealth;
But I declare and have expressed
thy truth and saving health.
I kept not close thy loving mind,
that no man it should know;
The trust that in thy truth I find,
to all the church I show.
Thy tender mercy, Lord, for me
withdraw thou not away;
But let thy love and verity
preserve me night and day.
For I with many troubles am
encompassèd about
My sins so greatly do increase,
I cannot spy them out.
For why? In number they exceed
the hairs upon my head;
My heart doth faint for very fear,
that I am almost dead.
With speed send help, and set me free,
O Lord, I thee require;
Make haste with aid to succor me,
O Lord, at my desire.
Confound them with rebuke and shame,
that seek my soul to spill;
Drive back my foes, and them defame
that wish me any ill.
For their ill feats do them descry,
that would deface my name;
Always at me they rail and cry,
"Fie on him, fie for shame."
Let them in thee have joy and wealth,
that seek to thee always;
That those that love thy saving health
may say, To God be praise!
But as for me, I am but poor,
oppressed, and brought full low;
Yet thou, O Lord, wilt me restore
to health full well I know.
For why? Thou art my hope and trust,
my refuge, help and stay;
Wherefore, my God, as thou art just,
with me no time delay.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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Dates:
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1562,1812
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Bible Refs:
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Ps 40:13-23;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Year
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Song #
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| 1812 | # 40 |
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