In Thy Wrath and Hot Displeasure

  1. In thy wrath and hot displeasure,
    Chasten not thy servant, Lord;
    Let thy mercy, without measure,
    Help and peace to me afford.
    Heavy is my tribulation,
    Sore my punishment has been;
    Broken by thine indignation,
    I am troubled by my sin.

  2. With my burden of transgression
    Heavy laden, overborne,
    Humbled low I make confession,
    For my folly now I mourn.
    Weak and wounded, I implore thee;
    Lord, to me thy mercy show;
    All my pray’r is now before thee,
    All my trouble thou dost know.

  3. Darkness gathers, foes assail me,
    But I answer not a word;
    All my friends desert and fail me,
    Only thou my cry hast heard.
    Lord, in thee am I confiding;
    Thou wilt answer when I call,
    Lest my foes, the good deriding,
    Triumph in thy servant’s fall.

  4. I am prone to halt and stumble,
    Grief and sorrow dwell within,
    Shame and guilt my spirit humble;
    I am sorry for my sin.
    Lord, my God, do not forsake me,
    Let me know that thou art near,
    Under thy protection take me,
    As my Saviour now appear.
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