|38 (2)||Psalm 38 Version 2||8 7. 8 7|
|IN Thy wrath and hot displeasure,
Chasten not Thy servant, Lord;
Let Thy mercy, without measure,
Help and peace to me afford.
|2||Heavy is my tribulation,
Sore my punishment has been;
Broken by Thine indignation,
I am troubled by my sin.
|3||With my burden of transgression,
Humbled low I make confession,
For my folly now I mourn.
|4||Weak and wounded I implore Thee,
Lord, to me Thy mercy show;
All my prayer is now before Thee,
All my trouble Thou dost know.
|5||Lord my God, do not forsake me,
Let me know that Thou art near;
Under Thy protection take me,
As my Saviour now appear.
|The Psalter, 1912|