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PSALM 102. First Part. C.M.
A prayer for the afflicted. (cont.)

  6 While sharp reproaches wound my ears,
   Nor give my spirit rest.
  7 My cup is mingled with my woes,
   And tears are my repast;
My daily bread like ashes grows
   Unpleasant to my taste.
  8 Sense can afford no real joy
   To souls that feel thy frown;
Lord, 'twas thy hand advanc'd me high;
   Thy hand hath cast me down.
  9 My looks like wither'd leaves appear;
   And life's declining light
Grows faint, as evening shadows are,
   That vanish into night.
 10 But thou for ever art the same,
   O my eternal God!
Ages to come shall know thy name,
   And spread thy works abroad.
 11 Thou wilt arise and show thy face;
   Nor will my Lord delay
Beyond the appointed hour of grace,
   That long expected day.
 12 He hears his saints, he knows their cry;
   And by mysterious ways
Redeems the pris'ners doom'd to die,
   And fills their tongues with praise.


PSALM 102. Second Part. C.M.
Prayer heard, and the church revived.

  1 LET Zion and her sons rejoice:
   Behold the promis'd hour!
Her God hath heard her mourning voice,
   And comes t' exalt his pow'r.
  2 Her dust and ruins, that remain,
   Are precious in our eyes;

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PSALM 102. Second Part. C.M.
Prayer heard, and the church revived. (cont.)

  2 Those ruins shall be built again,
   And all that dust shall rise.
  3 The Lord will raise Jerusalem,
   And stand in glory there:
Nations shall bow before his name,
   And kings attend with fear.
  4 He sits a sov'reign on his throne,
   With pity in his eyes;
He hears the dying pris'ners' groan,
   And sees their sighs arise.
  5 He frees the souls condemn'd to death;
   And when his saints complain,
It shan't be said, "That praying breath
   "Was ever spent in vain."
  6 This shall be known when we are dead,
   And left on long record;
That ages yet unborn may read,
   And trust, and praise the Lord.


PSALM 102. Third Part. L.M.
The saints die, but Christ and the church live.

  1 IT is the Lord our Saviour's hand
Weakens our strength amid the race:
Disease and death, at his command,
Arrest us and cut short our days.
  2 Spare us, O Lord, aloud we pray,
Nor let our sun go down at noon:
Thy years are one eternal day;
And must thy children die so soon?
  3 Yet in the midst of death and grief,
This thought our sorrow shall assuage;
"Our Father and our Saviour live:
"Christ is the same thro' ev'ry age."
  4 'Twas he, this earth's foundation laid;
Heav'n is the building of his hand:


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