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Hymn · Psalm 69

Petitions for Deliverance

ST. ANNE · C.M. · words from The Psalter, 1912 · music William Croft

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Petitions for Deliverance my an me ha prayer To dis swer in tred as shame spee an tides thee My A O From and dy swer of my grace; send; grace, save; cend; known not cause serve full Thee face sink sur to Thy Thy my as Pre 1. In 2. mer 5. Well 4. Hide 3. Be re dis is I Thy tress, proach, good, pray, grace ing is from cy, ance my my Lord, soul, of fore foes me from va be Thy Thy de the tion deem God, turn Are From O Re O to me sal my all all face. fend. face. grave. send. ad near in not Thy sar me, rich wa bound ver to the the a The Draw And Let In my re Thy ver and soul deem, love flow, truth, ies my es ters ing of soul of o love 6. My heart is broken by reproach, My soul is full of grief; I looked in vain for comforters, For pity and relief. 7. They gave me bitter gall for food, And taunting words they spake; They gave me vinegar to drink, My burning thirst to slake. 8. Their peace and plenty be their snare, In blindness let them grope; Thy indignation on them pour, And desolate their hope. 9. Because they proudly persecute Those whom Thou, Lord, dost smite, Let them be blotted from Thy book And banished from Thy sight. The Psalter, 1912 ST. ANNE C.M. William Croft, 1708

1.In full assurance of Thy grace
To thee my prayer ascend;
In Thy abounding love and truth,
O God, salvation send.

2.Preserve my sinking soul, I pray,
From tides of hatred save;
Let not the waters overflow,
Redeem me from the grave.

3.Because Thy mercy, Lord, is good,
O answer me in grace,
And in the riches of Thy love
O turn to me Thy face.

4.Hide not Thy face from my distress,
A speedy answer send;
Draw near to me, my soul redeem,
From all my foes defend.

5.Well known to Thee is my reproach,
My shame and my disgrace;
The adversaries of my soul
Are all before Thy face.

6.My heart is broken by reproach,
My soul is full of grief;
I looked in vain for comforters,
For pity and relief.

7.They gave me bitter gall for food,
And taunting words they spake;
They gave me vinegar to drink,
My burning thirst to slake.

8.Their peace and plenty be their snare,
In blindness let them grope;
Thy indignation on them pour,
And desolate their hope.

9.Because they proudly persecute
Those whom Thou, Lord, dost smite,
Let them be blotted from Thy book
And banished from Thy sight.

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