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134. DREAD READ Jehovah, God of nations,
From Thy temple in the skies Hear Thy people's supplications,
Now for their deliverance rise. Lo! with deep contrition turning,
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 love veil our transgression,
Let that blood our guilt efface; Save Thy people from oppression,
Save from spoil Thy holy place,
135. GOD of our life!
to Thee we call; Afflicted 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!
Clouds overcast the wintry sky;
. From the Fitzwilliam MSS., (see Hymn 80). Arranged by the Rev. W. H. Havergal.
CAESTER. C. M.
From RAVENSCROFT'S Psalter, 1621.
Harmonized by JAMES TURLE.
D oH MA- Toit
137. GOD, that madest earth and sky, | Then mercy on our failings, Lord ! V The darkness and the day,
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;
MARTYRDOM. C. M.
Lose all their guilty stains.
Shall never lose its power,
Be saved, to sin no more.
(Unworthy though I be)
A golden harp for me!
And form d by power divine,
No other Name but Thine.