A translation of Sundry Psalms which were omitted in Doctor Watts's Version To which is added, a Number of hymns |
Psalm XXVIII. Long Metre. God the Refuge of the Afflicted. |
A translation of Sundry Psalms which were omitted in Doctor Watts's Version | ||
Psalm XXVIII. Long Metre. God the Refuge of the Afflicted.
1
To thee, O Lord, I raise my cries;My fervent prayer in mercy hear;
For ruin waits my trembling soul,
If thou refuse a gracious ear.
2
When suppliant tow'rd thy holy hill,I lift my mournful hands to pray,
Afford thy grace, nor drive me still,
With impious hypocrites away.
3
To sons of falsehood, that despiseThe works and wonders of thy reign,
Thy vengeance gives the due reward,
And sinks their souls to endless pain.
4
But, ever blessed be the Lord,Whose mercy hears my mournful voice,
My heart, that trusted in his word,
In his salvation shall rejoice.
5
Let every saint, in sore distress,By faith approach his Saviour God;
Then grant, O Lord, thy pardoning grace,
And feed thy church with heavenly food.
A translation of Sundry Psalms which were omitted in Doctor Watts's Version | ||