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MARTYRDOM | Same-Tune Hymns | Bible Passage
Hugh Wilson, 1766-1824
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1 O LORD, I unto thee do cry,
Do thou make haste to me,
And give an ear unto my voice,
When I cry unto thee.
2 As incense let my prayer be
Directed in thine eyes;
And the uplifting of my hands
As the evening sacrifice.
3 Set, Lord, a watch before my mouth,
Keep of my lips the door.
4 My heart incline thou not unto
The ills I should abhor,
To practise wicked works with men
That work iniquity;
And of their dainties let me not
With them partaker be.
5 Let him that righteous is me smite,
It shall a kindness be;
Let him reprove, I shall it count
A precious oil to me;
Such oil my head shall not refuse;
For yet shall come the day
When I, in their calamities
To God for them shall pray.
6 When down the sides of rugged rocks
Their judges shall be cast,
Then shall they hear my words; for they
Shall sweet be to their taste.
7 About the grave's devouring mouth
Our bones are scattered round,
As wood which men do cut and cleave
Lies scattered on the ground.
8 But unto thee, O God the Lord,
Mine eyes uplifted be:
My soul do not leave destitute;
My trust is set on thee.
9 Lord, keep me safely from the snares
Which they for me prepare;
And from the subtle gins of those
That evil-doers are.
10 Let workers of iniquity
Into their own nets fail,
Whilst I do, by thy help, escape
The danger of them all.
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Behold the Saviour on the Cross Scottish Psalter, 1880
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Psalm 130 · LORD, from the depths to thee I cried.
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Psalm 57 - 1st Version · BE merciful to me, O God;
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To Calvary, Lord, in Spirit Now Edward Denny, 1796-1889
1 ¬∂ LORD, I cry unto thee: make haste unto me; give ear unto my voice, when I cry unto thee.
2 Let my prayer be set forth before thee as incense; and the lifting up of my hands as the evening sacrifice.
3 Set a watch, O LORD, before my mouth; keep the door of my lips.
4 Incline not my heart to any evil thing, to practise wicked works with men that work iniquity: and let me not eat of their dainties.
5 ¬∂ Let the righteous smite me; it shall be a kindness: and let him reprove me; it shall be an excellent oil, which shall not break my head: for yet my prayer also shall be in their calamities.
6 When their judges are overthrown in stony places, they shall hear my words; for they are sweet.
7 Our bones are scattered at the grave's mouth, as when one cutteth and cleaveth wood upon the earth.
8 But mine eyes are unto thee, O GOD the Lord: in thee is my trust; leave not my soul destitute.
9 Keep me from the snares which they have laid for me, and the gins of the workers of iniquity.
10 Let the wicked fall into their own nets, whilst that I withal escape.