Affliction and Appeal

1.Lord, hear my prayer, and let my cry
Have ready access unto Thee;
When in distress to thee i fly,
O hide not thou thy face from me.

2.Attend, o Lord, to my desire,
O haste to answer when I pray,
For grief consumes my strength like fire,
My days as smoke pass swift away.

3.My heart is withered like the grass,
And I forget my daily bread;
In lonely grief my days I pass
And sad my thoughts upon my bed.

4.My foes reproach me all the day,
My drink is tars, my bread is grief,
For in Thy wrath I pine away,
My days are like a fading leaf.