O Lord, my prayer hear

Verse 1

O Lord, my prayer hear, and to my suppliant cry in faithfulness give ear, in righteousness reply.

Verse 2

In judgment call not me thy servant to be tried, no living man can be in thy sight justified.

Verse 3

The foe my soul hath sought, my life to earth doth tread; to darkness me hath brought, as those that long are dead.

Verse 4

My spirit therefore vexed o'erwhelmed is me within; my heart in me perplexed, and desolate hath been.

Verse 5

Yet I to mind recall what ancient days record, thy works I ponder all, I muse on them O Lord.

Verse 6

To thee I stretch my hands, do thou my helper be, behold as thirsty lands my soul doth long for thee.

Verse 7

Lord, let my prayer prevail, to answer it make speed; my spirit quite doth fail: hide not thy face in need; lest I be like to those that do in darkness sit, or him that downward goes into the dreadful pit.

Verse 8

Because I trust in thee, O Lord, cause me to hear thy loving-kindness free, when morning doth appear: make me to know the way wherein my path should be; because my soul each day I do lift up to thee.

Verse 9

O Lord, deliver me from all who me oppose: to thee, my God, I fee, to hide me from my foes.

Verse 10

No God have I but thee, teach me to do thy will: thy Spirit's good, lead me in a plain pathway still.