In Thy Great Indignation (Second Version)

1.In thy great indignation,
O Lord, rebuke me not;
Nor on me lay thy chastening hand
in thy displeasure hot.

2.Lord, I am weak, therefore on me
have mercy, and me spare:
Heal me, O Lord, because thou know'st
my bones much vexed are.

3.My soul is vexed sore: but, Lord,
how long stay wilt thou make?
Return, Lord, free my soul; and save
me for thy mercies' sake.

4.Because of thee in death there shall
no more remembrance be:
Of those that in the grave do lie,
who shall give thanks to thee?

5.I with my groaning weary am,
and all the night my bed
I caused for to swim; with tears
my couch I watered.

6.By reason of my vexing grief
mine eye consumed is;
It waxeth old, because of all
that be mine enemies.

7.But now, depart from me, all ye
that work iniquity:
For why? the Lord hath heard my voice,
when I did mourn and cry.

8.Unto my supplication
the Lord did hearing give:
When I to him my prayer make,
the Lord will it receive.

9.Let all be shamed and troubled sore,
that en'mies are to me;
Let them turn back, and suddenly
ashamed let them be.