Lord,
I am broken, I am weak
At
times out of control
My
inward anguish makes me seek
To
soothe the anguish of my soul.
To
soothe the anguish of my soul.
All
my desire to You is known,
Your
eye counts every tear;
And
every sigh, and every groan,
Falls
clearly on Your ear.
I
cry out and you hear.
You
are my God, my only hope;
My
God will hear my cry;
My
God will bear my spirit up,
I
would be lifted lest I die.
I
would be lifted lest I die.
My
sins, a heavy load, oppress,
Each one to You is known
They
are too much, I cannot bear,
Nor
make atonement on my own
Atonement
rests on Christ alone!
But
I'll confess my guilt and shame
And
grieve for all my sin;
I'll
mourn my spirit, weak and lame
May
I by grace be cleansed
May
I by grace be cleansed
You
are my God, my only hope;
My
God will hear my cry;
My
God will bear my spirit up,
I
would be lifted lest I die.
I
ll only on my God rely
My
God, forgive the time I waste
Lord
be for ever nigh;
O
Lord of my salvation, haste,
Oh Savior, hear my cry
My
God will hear my cry!
Psalm
38
After
Isaac Watts
Anthony
Foster
October
30, 2018
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