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PSALM XIII.
OW long wilt Thou forget me, Lord?For ever?—oh, return!
How long wilt Thou Thy presence veil,
And make my spirit mourn?
How long shall I, with daily cares
And sorrowing thoughts oppressed,
Behold my sad and sinking soul
By taunting foes distressed?
And sorrowing thoughts oppressed,
Behold my sad and sinking soul
By taunting foes distressed?
Consider, Lord; oh, hear my prayer,
And light my gloomy path;
Lest I should sink o'erwhelmed, dismayed,
And sleep the sleep of death.
And light my gloomy path;
Lest I should sink o'erwhelmed, dismayed,
And sleep the sleep of death.
But still my firmest trust hath been
In Thy sure mercies, Lord;
And I shall yet rejoice to find
Thy love my full reward.
In Thy sure mercies, Lord;
And I shall yet rejoice to find
Thy love my full reward.
Oh, then I'll sing and praise His Name,
Who on my guilty head
His brightest beams of light and love
With endless mercy shed.
Who on my guilty head
His brightest beams of light and love
With endless mercy shed.
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