Amidst thy wrath remember love

Amidst Thy wrath remember love,
Restore Thy servant, Lord
Nor let a Father’s chastening prove
Like an avenger’s sword.

Thine arrows stick within my heart,
My flesh is sorely pressed
Between the sorrow and the smart,
My spirit finds no rest.

My sins a heavy load appear,
And o’er my head are gone
Too heavy they for me to bear,
Too hard for me t’atone.

My thoughts are like a troubled sea,
My head still bending down
And I go mourning all the day,
Beneath my Father’s frown.

Lord, I am weak and broken sore,
None of my powers are whole:
The inward anguish makes me roar,
The anguish of my soul.

All my desire to Thee is known,
Thine eye counts every tear
And every sigh, and every groan,
Is noticed by Thine ear.

Thou art my God, my only hope
My God will hear my cry
My God will bear my spirit up,
When Satan bids me die.

My foot is ever apt to slide,
My foes rejoice to see’t
They raise their pleasure and their pride
When they supplant my feet.

But I’ll confess my guilt to Thee,
And grieve for all my sin
I’ll mourn how weak my graces be,
And beg support divine.

My God, forgive my follies past,
And be for ever nigh
O Lord of my salvation, haste,
Before Thy servant die.