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Lay hands upon him now, they said,
for God from him is gone;
Dispatch him quick, for to his aid
most sure there cometh none.
Do not withdraw thyself away,
O Lord, when need shall be,
But that in time of grief I may
have speedy help from thee.
With shame confound and overthrow
all those that seek my life;
Suppress them with rebuke also
that fain would work me strife.
But I will patiently abide
thy help at all essays;
Still more and more each time and tide
I will set forth thy praise.
My mouth thy justice shall record
that daily help doth send;
For thy great benefits, O Lord,
no numbers have nor end.
Yet will I go and seek for one,
with thy good help, O God,
The saving health of thee alone,
to show and set abroad.
For of my youth thou took'st the care,
and dost instruct me still;
Therefore thy wonders to declare
I have great mind and will.
And as in youth from wanton rage
thou didst me keep and stay,
Forsake me not in my old age,
and when my head is gray.
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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 71:11-18;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Year
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Song #
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| 1812 | # 71 |
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