In mercy, not in wrath, rebuke

The words

1. 1

   Stanza 1. In mercy, not in wrath, rebukeThy feeble worm, my God!My spirit dreads thine angry look,And trembles at thy rod.

2. 2

   Stanza 2. Have mercy, Lord, for I am weak,Regard my heavy groans;O let thy voice of comfort speak,And heal my broken bones!

3. 3

   Stanza 3. By day my busy beating headIs filled with anxious fears;By night, upon my restless bed,I weep a flood of tears.

4. 4

   Stanza 4. Thus I sit desolate and mourn,Mine eyes grow dull with grief;How long, my LORD, ere thou return,And bring my soul relief?

5. 5

   Stanza 5. O come and show thy pow’r to save,And spare my fainting breath;For who can praise thee in the grave,Or sing thy name in death?

6. 6

   Stanza 6. Satan, my cruel envious foe,Insults me in my pain;He smiles to see me brought so low,And tells me hope is vain,

7. 7

   Stanza 7. But hence, thou enemy, depart!Nor tempt me to despair;My Savior comes to cheer my heart,The Lord has heard my prayer.

Olney Hymns (1779), Book 1, Hymn 45. John Newton. Public domain. CCEL transcription with modernized spelling. www.praylock.com/olney-hymns/1-45