Let Thy Chastening Be in MeasureWords: Psalm 38:1-10, 21-22 Music: 1 Lord, do not in hot displeasure
lay thy heavy hand on me.
Let Thy chast'ning be in measure;
Thy rebukes from anger free.
For Thy hand most surely presses;
fast Thine arrows stick within;
Wrath my weary flesh distresses,
gives my bones no rest from sin.
2 O'er my head like billows rushing,
my transgressions risen are,
Like a burden heavy crushing,
greater far than I can bear.
Loathsome are my wounds neglected;
my own folly makes it so;
Bowed with grief and much afflicted,
all the day I mourning go.
3 Lord, my God, in Thee I'm trusting;
Thou wilt hear me when I call,
Hear, lest they against me boasting,
joy and triumph when I fall.
Lord, my God, do not forsake me;
distant from me never be,
To my Savior I betake me;
hasten, Lord, give help to me.
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