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Now in the hour of deep distress My God support




Now in the hour of deep distress,
My God! support thy Son,
When horrors dark my soul oppress,
Oh! leave me not alone!


Thus did our suffering Savior pray,
With mighty cries and tears;
God heard him, in that dreadful day,
And banished far his fears.


Great was the victory of his death,
His throne’s exalted high;
And all the kindreds of the earth
Shall worship,—or shall die.


The meek and humble soul shall see
His table richly spread;
And all that seek the Lord shall be,
With joys immortal, fed.


The isles shall know the righteousness
Of our incarnate God;
And nations, yet unborn, possess
Salvation in his blood.


---Alternative verses---


Thus did our Suffering Saviour pray,
With mighty cries and tears;
God heard him in that dreadful day,
And chased away his fears.


Great was the victory of his death,
His throne exalted stands;
While all the nations of the earth
Shall bow to his commands.

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LYRICS
Meter: 8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
Writer(s):
    Trans/Adapted:
      Dates:
      Bible Refs: Ps 22;
      MUSIC
      Name: BELMONT
      Meter: 8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
      Writer(s):
        Dates: 1812
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