LORD God of my salvation,

LORD God of my salvation, To Thee, to Thee. I cry; Oh let my supplication Distresses round me thicken, My life draws nigh the grave; Descend, O Lord, to quicken, Descend my soul to save.

Thy wrath lies hard upon me, Thy billows o'er me roll, My friends all seem to shun me, And foes beset my soul. Where'er on earth I turn me, No comforter is near; Wilt Thou too, Father, spurn me?

No I banish'd and heart-broken My soul still clings to Thee; The promise Thou hast spoken Shall still my refuge be. So present ills and terrors My future joy increase, And scourge me from my errors To duty, hope, and peace.