mainheader
echo '
';

rp Search Options

Hymn/Song Information

Lord unto thee I make my moan when




Lord, unto thee I make my moan,
when dangers me oppress;
I call, I sigh, complain, and groan,
trusting to find release


Hearken, O Lord, to my request,
unto my suit incline,
And let thine ears, O Lord, be pressed
to hear this prayer of mine


O Lord our God, if thou survey
our sins, and them peruse,
Who shall escape? Or who dare say,
I can myself excuse


But thou art merciful and free,
and boundless in thy grace,
That we might always careful be
to fear before thy face


In God the Lord I put my trust,
my soul waits on his will;
His promise is for ever just,
and I hope therein still


My soul to God hath great regard,
wishing for him always;
Much more than they that watch and ward
to see the dawning day


O Israel, trust in the Lord,
with him there mercy is,
And he doth plenteously afford
redemption unto his.


E'en he it is that Israel shall,
through his abundant grace,
Redeem from his offences all,
and wholly them deface.

marker 99
LYRICS
Meter: 8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
Writer(s):
    Trans/Adapted:
      Dates: 1556,1812
      Bible Refs: Ps 130;
      LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
      Hymn/Song Book Year Song #
      1812# 130
      echo '
      ';
      If I have omitted copyright on any items, or if there are errors, please e-mail me with details and I will gladly update my records.

      This page has had 207 visits
      eye-catcher
      Designed and managed by:
      nbp