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Now for their deliverance rise.
Humbly at Thy feet we bend ;
Hear us, spare us, and defend.
Long and loud for vengeance call,
JESUS' blood can cleanse from all.
Let that blood our guilt efface;
Save from spoil Thy holy place,
135. GOD of our life!
to Thee we call; AMicted at Thy feet we fall; When the great water-floods prevail, Leave not our trembling hearts to fail. Friend of the friendless and the faint, Where should we lodge our deep complaint? Where, but with Thee, whose open door Invites the helpless and the poor? Then hear, O Lord ! our humble cry, And bend on us Thy pitying eye. To Thee their prayer Thy people make; Hear us, for our Redeemer's sake!
136. THE billows swell, the winds are high,
Clouds overcast the wintry sky; Out of the depths to Thee we call ; Our fears are great, our strength is small. O Lord, the pilot's part perform, And guide and guard us through the storm, Defend us from each threatening ill, Control the waves, say, Peace, be still ! Amidst the roaring of the sea, Our souls still hang their hope on Thee; Thy constant love and faithful care Support, and save us from despair.
From the Fitzwilliam MSS., (see Hymn 80). Arranged by the Rev. W. H. Havergal.
CHESTER. C. M.
From RAVENSCROFT's Psalter, 1621.
Harmonized by JAMES TURLE.
O GOD, that madest earth and sky, | Then mercy on our failings
, Lord !
Our sinking faith renew, Give ear to this Thy family,
And when Thy sorrows visit us, And help us, when we pray !
O send Thy patience too!
For Him we fain would bear;