Olney Hymns (1840)/Book 1/Hymn 45
45.
Pleading for Mercy.—Psalm vi.
1 In mercy, not in wrath, rebuke
Thy feeble worm, my God!
My spirit dreads thy angry look,
And trembles at thy rod.
Thy feeble worm, my God!
My spirit dreads thy angry look,
And trembles at thy rod.
2 Have mercy, Lord, for I am weak;
Regard my heavy groans;
O let thy voice of comfort speak,
And heal my broken bones!
Regard my heavy groans;
O let thy voice of comfort speak,
And heal my broken bones!
3 By day, my busy beating head
Is fill'd with anxious fears;
By night, upon my restless bed,
I weep a flood of tears.
Is fill'd with anxious fears;
By night, upon my restless bed,
I weep a flood of tears.
4 Thus I sit desolate and mourn,
Mine eyes grow dull with grief;
How long, my Lord, ere thou return,
And bring my soul relief?
Mine eyes grow dull with grief;
How long, my Lord, ere thou return,
And bring my soul relief?
5 O come and show thy power to save,
And spare my fainting breath;
For who can praise thee in the grave,
Or sing thy name in death?
And spare my fainting breath;
For who can praise thee in the grave,
Or sing thy name in death?
6 Satan, my cruel envious foe,
Insults me in my pain;
He smiles to see me brought so low,
And tells me hope is vain.
Insults me in my pain;
He smiles to see me brought so low,
And tells me hope is vain.
7 But hence, thou enemy, depart!
Nor tempt me to despair;
My Saviour comes to cheer my heart,
The Lord has heard my prayer.
Nor tempt me to despair;
My Saviour comes to cheer my heart,
The Lord has heard my prayer.