Lord, Hear Me in Distress

Lord

hear me in dis­tress

Regard my sup­pli­ant cry

And in Thy faith­ful­ness

And right­eous­ness re­ply.

In judg­ment do not cause

Thy serv­ant to be tried;

Before Thy ho­ly laws

No man is jus­ti­fied.

The ene­my has sought

My soul in dust to tread;

To dark­ness I am brought

Forgotten as the dead.

My spir­it

crushed with grief

Is sad and ov­er­borne;

My heart finds no re­lief

But de­so­late I mourn.

Recalling for­mer days

And all Thy won­drous deeds

The me­mo­ry of Thy ways

To hope and com­fort leads.

To Thee I stretch my hands

Let me not plead in vain;

I wait as wea­ry lands

Wait for re­fresh­ing rain.

My fail­ing spir­it see

O Lord

to me make haste;

Hide not Thy face from me

Less bit­ter death I taste.

O let the morn re­turn

Let mer­cy light my day;

For Thee in faith I yearn

O guide me in the way.

Lord

save me from my foe

To Thee for help I flee;

Teach me Thy way to know

I have no God but Thee.

By Thy good Spir­it led

From trou­ble and dis­tress

My err­ing feet shall tread

The path of up­right­ness.

O Lord

for Thy name’s sake

Revive my faint­ing heart;

My soul from trou­ble take

For just and true Thou art.

Remove mine ene­my

My cru­el foes re­ward;

In mer­cy res­cue me

Who am Thy serv­ant

Lord.