1. No longer, Lord, despise me,
Nor in Thy wrath chastise me,
Thy mercy I implore:
How long Thine anger cherish!
Consumed thereby I perish;
My soul is troubled sore.

2. To me, O Lord, returning,
Save Thou, with pity yearning.
Shall death Thy mem'ry keep?
Or shall the grave confess Thee?
Or I give thanks and bless Thee,
While day and night I weep?

3. Thro' weeping unavailing
My very eyes are failing;
But now, depart from me
All ye the evil choosing;
The Lord, no more refusing,
Hath heard my tearful plea.

4. The Lord will ever hear me,
And when I pray be near me,
To put my foes to shame;
Turned back, no more to grieve me,
They suddenly shall leave me.
All glory to His Name!