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Hymn · Psalm 88

Lord God, My Saviour, Day and Night

ST. AGNES · C.M. · words from the Scottish Psalter, 1650 · music John Bacchus Dykes

Lord God, My Saviour, Day and Night have caves. lie; grave. I. ab some do the hor mad'st deeps slain life fore cried nigh grave dark to them and in draws thee me; Sav great mong laid far put me a bles my from iour, do the in 1. Lord For 2. Ev'n 3. Thou 4. Thou 5. trou God, free hast hast friends, pit, them soul; night in thou that my be me low dead, fill day my and my like est all va for waves. ry. have. cry. my sion thy o strength pressed ear pit, hast no no to mem e with in and un me. with let thy hard so am lies from ed thee shut on hand, those my I wrath off count fore And Thy Cut I'm Be I hast more down come; find me thou to give up, me, whom that pray that thou no go er 6. By reason of affliction mine eye mourns dolefully: To thee, Lord, do I call, and stretch my hands continually. 7. Wilt thou show wonders to the dead? shall they rise, and thee bless? Shall in the grave thy love be told? in death thy faithfulness? 8. Shall thy great wonders in the dark, or shall thy righteousness Be known to any in the land of deep forgetfulness? 9. But, Lord, to thee I cried; my pray'r at morn prevent shall thee. Why, Lord, dost thou cast off my soul, and hid'st thy face from me? 10. Distressed am I, and from my youth I ready am to die; Thy terrors I have borne, and am distracted fearfully. 11. The dreadful fierceness of thy wrath quite over me doth go: Thy terrors great have cut me off, they did pursue me so. 12. For round about me ev'ry day, like water, they did roll; And, gathering together, they have compassed my soul. 13. My friends thou hast put far from me, and him that did me love; And those that mine acquaintance were to darkness didst remove. Scottish Psalter, 1650 ST. AGNES C.M. John Bacchus Dykes, 1875
Lord God, My Saviour, Day and Night have caves. lie; grave. I. ab some do the hor mad'st deeps slain life fore cried nigh grave dark to them and in draws thee me; Sav great mong laid far put me a bles my from iour, do the in 1. Lord For 2. Ev'n 3. Thou 4. Thou 5. trou God, free hast hast friends, pit, them soul; night in thou that my be me low dead, fill day my and my like est all va for waves. ry. have. cry. my sion thy o strength pressed ear pit, hast no no to mem e with in and un me. with let thy hard so am lies from ed thee shut on hand, those my I wrath off count fore And Thy Cut I'm Be I hast more down come; find me thou to give up, me, whom that pray that thou no go er 6. By reason of affliction mine eye mourns dolefully: To thee, Lord, do I call, and stretch my hands continually. 7. Wilt thou show wonders to the dead? shall they rise, and thee bless? Shall in the grave thy love be told? in death thy faithfulness? 8. Shall thy great wonders in the dark, or shall thy righteousness Be known to any in the land of deep forgetfulness? 9. But, Lord, to thee I cried; my pray'r at morn prevent shall thee. Why, Lord, dost thou cast off my soul, and hid'st thy face from me? 10. Distressed am I, and from my youth I ready am to die; Thy terrors I have borne, and am distracted fearfully. 11. The dreadful fierceness of thy wrath quite over me doth go: Thy terrors great have cut me off, they did pursue me so. 12. For round about me ev'ry day, like water, they did roll; And, gathering together, they have compassed my soul. 13. My friends thou hast put far from me, and him that did me love; And those that mine acquaintance were to darkness didst remove. Scottish Psalter, 1650 ST. AGNES C.M. John Bacchus Dykes, 1875

1.Lord God, my Saviour, day and night
before thee cried have I.
Before thee let my prayer come;
give ear unto my cry.

2.For troubles great do fill my soul;
my life draws nigh the grave.
I'm counted with those that go down
to pit, and no strength have.

3.Ev'n free among the dead, like them
that slain in grave do lie;
Cut off from thy hand, whom no more
thou hast in memory.

4.Thou hast me laid in lowest pit,
in deeps and darksome caves.
Thy wrath lies hard on me, thou hast
me pressed with all thy waves.

5.Thou hast put far from me my friends,
thou mad'st them to abhor me;
And I am so shut up, that I
find no evasion for me.

6.By reason of affliction
mine eye mourns dolefully:
To thee, Lord, do I call, and stretch
my hands continually.

7.Wilt thou show wonders to the dead?
shall they rise, and thee bless?
Shall in the grave thy love be told?
in death thy faithfulness?

8.Shall thy great wonders in the dark,
or shall thy righteousness
Be known to any in the land
of deep forgetfulness?

9.But, Lord, to thee I cried; my pray'r
at morn prevent shall thee.
Why, Lord, dost thou cast off my soul,
and hid'st thy face from me?

10.Distressed am I, and from my youth
I ready am to die;
Thy terrors I have borne, and am
distracted fearfully.

11.The dreadful fierceness of thy wrath
quite over me doth go:
Thy terrors great have cut me off,
they did pursue me so.

12.For round about me ev'ry day,
like water, they did roll;
And, gathering together, they
have compassed my soul.

13.My friends thou hast put far from me,
and him that did me love;
And those that mine acquaintance were
to darkness didst remove.

Other words for this tune

Same meter but needs editorial underlay: ARLINGTON, AZMON, BALLERMA, BEATITUDO, CLEANSING FOUNTAIN, CRIMOND, DETROIT, DUNDEE, EVAN, GLASGOW, GRÄFENBERG, LEA, MANOAH, MARTYRDOM, MCKEE, NEW BRITAIN, ORTONVILLE, PETER'S ADMONITION, RICHMOND, ST. ANNE, ST. ETHELDREDA, ST. FLAVIAN, ST. MAGNUS, ST. STEPHEN, STRACATHRO, WINCHESTER OLD.

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