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BANGOR | Bible Passage
Melody from Tans'ur's Harmony of Zion, 1734
1 LORD God, my Saviour, day and night
Before thee cried have I.
2 Before thee let my prayer come;
Give ear unto my cry.
3 For troubles great do fill my soul;
My life draws nigh the grave.
4 I'm counted with those that go down
To death, and no strength have.
5 Free midst the dead, like to the slain
That in the grave do lie;
Cut off from thy hand, whom no more
Thou hast in memory.
6 Thou hast me laid in lowest pit,
In deeps and darksome caves;
7 Thy wrath lies hard on me, thou hast
Me pressed with all thy waves.
8 Thou hast put far from me my friends,
Made me their scorn to know;
And I am so shut up that I
No longer forth can go.
9 By reason of my deep distress,
Mine eye doth waste away;
To thee, O Lord, I call, and stretch
My hands out every day.
10 Wilt thou show wonders to the dead?
Shall they rise and thee bless?
11 Shall in the grave thy love be told?
In death thy faithfulness7
12 Shall thy great wonders in the dark,
Or shall thy righteousness
Be known to any in the land
Of deep forgetfulness?
13 But, Lord, to thee I cried; my prayer
At morn shall come to thee.
14 Why, Lord, dost thou cast off my soul,
And hide thy face from me?
15 Distressed am I, and from my youth
I ready am to die;
Thy terrors I have borne, and am
16 By thy fierce wrath I'm overwhelmed,
Cut off by dread of thee;
17 Like floods thy terrors round me close,
AH day they compass me.
18 My friends thou hast put far from me,
And him that did me love;
And those that mine acquaintance were
To darkness didst remove.
1 Â¶ O LORD God of my salvation, I have cried day and night before thee:
2 Let my prayer come before thee: incline thine ear unto my cry;
3 For my soul is full of troubles: and my life draweth nigh unto the grave.
4 I am counted with them that go down into the pit: I am as a man that hath no strength:
5 Free among the dead, like the slain that lie in the grave, whom thou rememberest no more: and they are cut off from thy hand.
6 Thou hast laid me in the lowest pit, in darkness, in the deeps.
7 Thy wrath lieth hard upon me, and thou hast afflicted me with all thy waves. Selah.
8 Thou hast put away mine acquaintance far from me; thou hast made me an abomination unto them: I am shut up, and I cannot come forth.
9 Mine eye mourneth by reason of affliction: LORD, I have called daily upon thee, I have stretched out my hands unto thee.
10 Â¶ Wilt thou shew wonders to the dead? shall the dead arise and praise thee? Selah.
11 Shall thy lovingkindness be declared in the grave? or thy faithfulness in destruction?
12 Shall thy wonders be known in the dark? and thy righteousness in the land of forgetfulness?
13 But unto thee have I cried, O LORD; and in the morning shall my prayer prevent thee.
14 LORD, why castest thou off my soul? why hidest thou thy face from me?
15 I am afflicted and ready to die from my youth up: while I suffer thy terrors I am distracted.
16 Thy fierce wrath goeth over me; thy terrors have cut me off.
17 They came round about me daily like water; they compassed me about together.
18 Lover and friend hast thou put far from me, and mine acquaintance into darkness.