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107. A Mourner's Entreaties

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1. My end, Lord, make me know,
My days, how soon they fail;
And to my thoughtful spirit show
How weak I am, and frail. 

2. To Thy eternal thought
My days are but a span;
To Thee my years appear as nought,
A breath at best is man.  

3. O Lord, regard my fears,
And answer my request;
Turn not in silence from my tears,
But give the mourner rest. 

4. I am a stranger here,
Dependent on Thy grace,
A pilgrim, as my fathers were,
With no abiding place.

 

 

 

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Last modified on 16 March 2013

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  • Psalter #: 107
  • # Stanzas: 4
  • Metre: S.M.
  • Video: No
  • Psalm: 39
  • Type: Normal