Psalm 39:7-13 Tune: Huddersfield Scottish Metrical Psalter 1650
Project Psalms Voice: Neil Mason Tune: Huddersfield Psalm 39:7-13 Lyrics: 7 And now, O Lord, what wait I for? my hope is fix'd on thee. 8 Free me from all my trespasses, the fool's scorn make not me. 9 Dumb was I, op'ning not my mouth, because this work was thine. 10 Thy stroke take from me; by the blow of thine hand I do pine. 11 When with rebukes thou dost correct man for iniquity, Thou wastes his beauty like a moth: sure each man's vanity. 12 Attend my cry, Lord, at my tears and pray'rs not silent be: I sojourn as my fathers all, and stranger am with thee. 13 O spare thou me, that I my strength recover may again, Before from hence I do depart, and here no more remain.
Project Psalms Voice: Neil Mason Tune: Huddersfield Psalm 39:7-13 Lyrics: 7 And now, O Lord, what wait I for? my hope is fix'd on thee. 8 Free me from all my trespasses, the fool's scorn make not me. 9 Dumb was I, op'ning not my mouth, because this work was thine. 10 Thy stroke take from me; by the blow of thine hand I do pine. 11 When with rebukes thou dost correct man for iniquity, Thou wastes his beauty like a moth: sure each man's vanity. 12 Attend my cry, Lord, at my tears and pray'rs not silent be: I sojourn as my fathers all, and stranger am with thee. 13 O spare thou me, that I my strength recover may again, Before from hence I do depart, and here no more remain.