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I with my voice to God did cry who lent

I with my voice to God did cry,
who lent a gracious ear;
My voice I lifted up on high,
and he my suit did hear.

In time of grief I sought to God,
by night no rest I took;
But stretched my hand to him abroad,
my soul comfort forsook.

When I to think on God intend,
my trouble then is more;
I spake, but could not make an end,
my breath was stopped so sore.

Thou dost my eyes so hold from rest,
that I'm always awake;
With fear I am so sore oppressed,
my sleep doth me forsake.

The days of old in mind I cast,
and oft do think upon
The times and ages that are past,
full many years agone.

By night my songs I call to mind,
once made thy praise to show;
And with my heart much talk I find,
my spirits search to know.

Will God, said I, at once for all
cast off his people thus,
So that henceforth no time he shall
be friendly unto us?

What, is his goodness quite decayed,
and pass-ed clean away?
Or is his promise now delayed,
and doth his truth decay?

And will the Lord our God forget
his mercies manifold?
Or shall his wrath increase so hot,
his mercies to withhold?

At last, I said, this surely is
mine own infirmity;
But his right hand can help all this,
and change it speedily.

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Meter: 8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
      Dates: 1562,1812
      Bible Refs: Ps 77:1-10;
      Hymn/Song Book Year Song #
      1812# 77
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