Psalm 6
Edward Collier, 1911
- No longer, Lord, despise me,
Nor in Thy wrath chastise me;
Thy mercy I implore.
How long Thine anger cherish?
Consumed thereby I perish;
My soul is troubled sore.
- To me, O Lord, returning,
Save Thou, with pity yearning.
Shall death Thy memory keep?
Or shall the grave confess Thee?
Or I give thanks and bless Thee
While day and night I weep?
- The Lord my God will hear me,
And when I pray be near me,
To put my foes to shame;
Turned back, no more to grieve me,
They suddenly shall leave me.
All glory to His Name!