Thy mercy Lord, Lord now thy mercy show On Thee I ly To Thee I fly Hide me hive me as thyne own Till these blasts be overblown Which now do fiercely blow To highest God I will erect my cry. Who quickly shall Dispatch this all He shall down from heaven send From disgrace me to defend His love and verity My soul enraged lyes with lions brood Villains whose hands Are fiery brands Teeth more sharp than shaft or speare Tongues farr better edg do beare Than swords to shed thy blood As high as highest Heav'n can give thee place O Lord ascend And thence extend With most bright most glorious show Over all the earth below The Sunbeames of Thy face! Me to entangle ev'ry way I go Their trap and nett Is ready set Holes they digg, but their own holes Pitfalls make for their own soules So Lord, O serve them so My heart prepar'd, prepared is my heart To spred Thy prayse With tuned laies Wake my tongue, my lute awake Thou my harp the Consort make My self will beare a part My self when first the morning shall appeare My voice and string So will Thee sing That this earthly globe and all Treading on this earthly ball My praysing notes shall heare For God my only God Thy gracious love Is mounted farr Above each starr Thy unchanged verity Heavnly wings do lift as high As clouds have roome to move As high as highest heav'n can give Thee place O Lord ascend And thence extend With most bright most glorious show Over all the Earth below The Sunbeames of Thy Face! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WILLOW POEM by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS THE CHILD ALONE: 4. PICTURE-BOOKS IN WINTER by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON THE MORAL WARFARE by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER IN THE WHITE LAND by KONSTANTIN DMITRIYEVICH BALMONT PSALM 132 by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE |