Psalm 61 (Tate & Brady)

1 Lord, hear my cry, regard my pray'r,

which I, oppressed with grief,

2 From earth's remotest parts address

to thee for kind relief.

O lodge me safe beyond the reach

of persecuting pow'r;

3 Thou, who so oft from spiteful foes

hast been my shelt'ring tow'r.

4 So shall I in thy sacred courts

secure from danger lie;

Beneath the cover of thy wings

all future storms defy.

5 In sign my vows are heard, once more

I o'er thy chosen reign;

6 O bless with long and prosp'rous life

the king thou did'st ordain,

7 Confirm his throne, and make his reign

accepted in thy sight,

And let thy truth and mercy both

in his defense unite.

8 So shall I ever sing thy praise,

thy name for ever bless;

Devote my prosp'rous days to pay

the vows of my distress.