Inclina Domine

Verse 1

Lord, bow thy ear to my request, and hear me speedily; For with great pain and grief opprest, full poor and weak am I:

Verse 2

Preserve my soul, because my ways and doings holy be; And save thy servant, O my God, that puts his trust in thee.

Verse 3

Thy mercy upon me express, and me defend alway; For through the day I do not cease to thee, O Lord, to pray.

Verse 4

Comfort thy servant's soul, I pray, that now with pain is pin'd; For unto thee I do alway lift up my soul and mind.

Verse 5

For thou art good and bountiful, thy gifts of grace are free, Also thy mercy plentiful to all, that call on thee.

Verse 6

O Lord, likewise when I do pray, regard and give an ear, Mark well the words, that I do say, all my petitions hear.

Verse 7

In time when trouble doth me move to thee I do complain; For why? I know and well do prove thou answer'st me again.

Verse 8

Among the gods, O Lord, is none with thee to be compar'd; And none can do as thou hast done, the like has not been heard.

Verse 9

The Gentiles and the people all, whom thou didst make and frame, Before thy face on knees shall fall, and glorify thy Name.

Verse 10

For why? thou art so much of might, all power is thy own, Thou workest wonders still in sight; for thou art God alone.

Verse 11

O teach me, Lord, thy way, and I shall in thy truth proceed; O join my heart to thee so nigh, that I thy Name may dread.

Verse 12

To thee will I give thanks and praise, O Lord, with all my heart, And glorify thy Name always, because my God thou art.

Verse 13

For why? thy mercy shew'd to me is great and doth excel; Thou sett'st my soul at liberty out from the lowest hell.

Verse 14

O Lord, the proud against me rise, and heaps of men of might; They seek my soul, and in no wise will have thee in their sight.

Verse 15

Thou, Lord, art merciful and kind, and very slow to wrath; Thy goodness is full great I find, thy truth no measure hath.

Verse 16

O turn to me, and mercy show, thy strength to me apply; O help and save thy servant now, thy handmaid's son am I:

Verse 17

On me some sign of favour show, that all my foes may see And be asham'd, because that thou dost help and comfort me.