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Regard, O Lord, for I complain,
and make my suit to thee;
Let not my words return in vain,
but give an ear to me.
From out the coasts and utmost parts
of all the earth I cry,
In grief and anguish of my heart,
to thee, O God, most high.
Upon the rock of thy great pow'r
my woeful mind repose;
Thou art my hope, my fort, and tow'r,
my fence against my foes.
Within thy tent I long to dwell,
there ever to abide;
Under thy wings I know right well
I shall me safely hide.
The Lord doth my desire regard,
and doth fulfil the same;
With riches great will he reward
all those that fear his Name.
The king shall he in health maintain
and so prolong his days,
That he from age to age may reign
with honor great always;
That he may have a dwelling place
before the Lord alway;
O let thy mercy, truth, and grace,
defend them from decay:
And then, O Lord, I ever will
sing praise unto thy Name,
That all my vows I may fulfill,
and daily pay the same.
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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 61;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Year
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