Psalm 69:2 2nd Part [Now let our lips with holy fear] by Isaac Watts

Psalm 69:2. 14-21 26 29 32. 2d Part. C. M.
The passion and exaltation of Christ.

Now let our lips with holy fear
And mournful pleasure sing
The sufferings of our great High-Priest,
The sorrows of our King.

He sinks in floods of deep distress:
How high the waters rise!
While to his heavenly Father’s ear
He sends perpetual cries.

“Hear me, O Lord, and save thy Son,
“Nor hide thy shining face;
“Why should thy favorite look like one
“Forsaken of thy grace?

“With rage they persecute the man
“That groans beneath thy wound,
“While for a sacrifice I pour
“My life upon the ground.

“They tread my honour to the dust,
“And laugh when I complain
“Their sharp insulting slanders add
“Fresh anguish to my pain.

“All my reproach is known to thee,
“The scandal and the shame;
“Reproach has broke my bleeding heart,
“And lies defil’d my Name.

“I look’d for pity, but in vain;
“My kindred are my grief!
“I ask my friends for comfort round,
“But meet with no relief.

“With vinegar they mock my thirst;
“They give me gall for food;
“And sporting with my dying groans,
“They triumph in my blood.

“Shine into my distressed soul,
“Let thy compassion save;
“And tho’ my flesh sink down to death,
“Redeem it from the grave.

“I shall arise to praise thy Name,
“Shall reign in worlds unknown;
“And thy salvation, O my God,
“Shall seat me on thy throne.”

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