With unmoved patience, for the Lord

Verse 1

With unmoved patience, for the Lord I waited hopefully; He bowed to me a gracious ear, And heard my humble cry.

Verse 2

He brought me from the roaring pit Where plunged in mire, I lay; He set my feet upon a rock, And firm he made my way.

Verse 3

With a new song he filled my mouth; Praise to our God most high. Many shall see, and learn to fear, And on the Lord rely.

Verse 4

That man is blest, who on the Lord, With confidence, relies; Who disregards the proud, and such As turn aside to lies.

Verse 5

O Lord, my God, thy wondrous works Which thou hast wrought of old, And thoughts of kindness towards us, Are more than can be told.

Verse 6

Rich sacrifice and offering Thou didst no more desire; Nor burnt, nor sin offering, but strict Obedience did require.

Verse 7

Then said I, "Lo, I come, of me Thy sacred rolls declare;

Verse 8

My God, thy will is my delight, Thy laws in my heart are.

Verse 9

I, in the congregation great, Have preached righteousness; Lo, Lord, thou know'st, I've not refrained From publishing thy grace.

Verse 10

"I have not hid within my heart Nor from the world concealed, Thy faithfulness, and saving health: But grace, and truth revealed."

Verse 11

Those tender mercies I proclaim Withhold not, Lord, from me; But let thy kindness and thy truth My constant keepers be.

Verse 12

Numberless evils me surround, My sins have seized me fast; They blind me, they exceed my hairs Therefore my heart's laid waste.

Verse 13

Be pleased, O Lord, in this distress To come, and set me free; O gracious God, make no delays, But haste to succor me.

Verse 14

Shame and confusion be their lot Who at my ruin aim; May they who wish and seek my hurt, Be driven back with shame.

Verse 15

With desolation them reward Who shamefully me treat; That sport themselves, and triumph make, At mine afflicted state.

Verse 16

Let all that seek thy face rejoice, In thee be satisfied; Who thy salvation love, still say, "The Lord be magnified."

Verse 17

Though I am poor, distressed, the Lord Yet thinks on me alway: For thou my help, and Savior art, My God, make no delay.