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The Gentiles and the people all,
whom thou didst make and frame,
Before thy face on knees shall fall,
and glorify thy Name.
For why? thou art so much of might,
all power is thy own:
Thou workest wonders still in sight,
for thou art God alone.
O teach me, Lord, thy way, and I
shall in thy truth proceed;
O join my heart to thee so nigh,
that I thy Name may dread.
To thee will I give thanks and praise,
O Lord, with all my heart,
And glorify thy Name always,
because my God thou art.
For why? thy mercy showed to me
is great, and doth excel:
Thou sett'st my soul at liberty
out from the lowest hell.
O Lord, the proud against me rise,
and heaps of men of might.
They seek my soul, and in no wise
will have thee in their sight.
Thou, Lord, art merciful and kind,
and very slow to wrath;
Thy goodness is full great I find,
thy truth no measure hath.
O turn to me, and mercy show,
thy strength to me apply;
O help and save thy servant now,
thy handmaid's son am I.
On me some sign of favor show,
that all my foes may see,
And be ashamed, because that thou
dost help and comfort me.
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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 86:9-17;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Year
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Song #
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| 1812 | # 86 |
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