093) Psalm 61
8.6.8.6.
1 Lord, hear my cry, regard my pray’r, which I, oppressed with grief, 2 From earth’s remotest parts address to thee for kind relief.
O lodge me safe beyond the reach of persecuting pow’r;
3 Thou, who so oft from spiteful foes hast been my shelt’ring tow’r.
4 So shall I in thy sacred courts secure from danger lie;
Beneath the cover of thy wings all future storms defy.
5 In sign my vows are heard, once more I o’er thy chosen reign;
6 O bless with long and prosp’rous life the king thou did’st ordain, 7 Confirm his throne, and make his reign accepted in thy sight, And let thy truth and mercy both in his defense unite.
8 So shall I ever sing thy praise, thy name for ever bless;
Devote my prosp’rous days to pay the vows of my distress.
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