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Miserere mei
Author: W. W. Hymnal: The Whole Booke of Psalmes #27a (1640) First Line: O Lord consider my distress Lyrics: 1 O Lord, consider my distresse,
and now with speed some pitie take:
My sins deface, my faults redresse,
good Lord, for thy great mercies sake.
2 Wash me, O Lord, and make me cleane,
from this unjust and sinfull act:
And purifie me once againe,
my heinous crime and bloudy fact.
3 Remorse and sorrow do constraine
me to acknowledge my excesse:
My sin alas doth still remaine
before my face without release.
4 For thee alone I have offended,
committing evill in thy sight:
And if I were therefore condemned,
yet were thy judgments just & right,
5 It is too manifest alas,
that first I was conceiv'd in sin:
Yea of my mother so borne was,
and yet vile wretch remaine therein.
6 Also behold Lord, thou dost love
the inward truth of a pure heart:
Therefore thy wisdome from above
thou hast reveal'd me to convert.
7 If thou with hysop purge this blot,
I shall be cleaner than the glasse:
And if thou wash away my spot,
the snow in whiteness I shall passe.
8 Therefore O Lord such joy me send,
that inwardly I may find grace:
And that my strength may now amend,
which thou hast swag'd for my trespasse.
9 Turn back thy face and frowning ire,
for I have felt enough thy hand:
And purge my sins I thee desire,
which do in number passe the sand.
10 Make new my heart within my brest,
and frame it to thy holy will:
Thy constant Spirit in me let rest,
which may these raging enemies kill.
The second Part:
11 Cast me not Lord, out from thy face,
but speedily my torments end:
Take not from me thy Spirit of grace,
which may from dangers me defend.
12 Restore me to those joyes againe,
which I was wont in thee to find:
and let me thy free Spirit retaine,
which unto thee may stir my mind.
13 Thus when I shall thy mercies know,
I shall instruct others therein:
And men that are likewise brought low
by mine example shall flie sin.
14 O God, that of my health art Lord,
forgive me this my bloudy vice:
My heart and tongue shall, then accord
to sing thy mercy and justice.
15 Touch thou my lips, my tongue untie,
O Lord which art the only key:
And then my mouth shall testifie,
thy wondrous works and praise alway.
16 And as for outward sacrifice,
I would have offered many one:
But thou esteem'st them of no price,
and therein pleasure tak'st none.
17 The heavy heart, the mind oppresy,
O Lord, thou never dost reject:
And to speak truth it is the best,
and of all sacrifice th'effect.
18 Lord unto Sion turn thy face,
powre out thy mercies on thy hill:
And on Jerusalem thy grace,
build up the wals and love it still.
19 Thou shalt accept then our offrings
of peace and righteousnesse I say:
Yea calves and many other things,
upon thinr altar will we lay. Scripture: Psalm 51 Languages: English Tune Title: [O Lord consider my distress]
Miserere mei
O Lord consider my distress
Author: W. W. Hymnal: The Whole Book of Psalms #LIa (1790) Lyrics: 1 O Lord, consider my distress,
and now with speed some pity take,
My sins forgive, my faults redress,
good Lord, for thy great mercy's sake.
2 Wash me, O Lord, and make me clean
from this unjust mad sinful act,
And purify me once again
from this foul crime and bloody fact.
3 Remorse and sorrow do constrain
me to acknowledge my excess,
Because my sin doth still remain
before my face without release.
4 Against thee only have I sinn'd
and done this evil in thy sight;
And if I should no mercy find,
yet were thy judgments just and right,
5 It is too manifest, alas!
that first I was conceiv'd in sin;
Yea, of my mother so born was,
and yet, vile wretch, remain therein.
6 Also, behold, Lord, thou dost love
the inward truth of a pure heart;
Therefore thy wisdom from above
thou hast reveal'd me to convert,
7 If thou with hyssop purge this blot,
I shall be cleaner than the glass;
And if thou wash away my spot,
the snow in whiteness I shall pass.
8 Therefore, O Lord, such joy me send,
that I may praise thee with my voice,
And that my strength may now amend,
and broken bones also rejoice:
9 Turn back thy face and frowning ire,
for I have felt enough thine hand,
And purge my sins, I thee desire,
which do in number pass the sand;
10 Make new my heart within my breast,
and frame it to thy holy will,
And let thy spirit in me rest,
Which may my soul with comfort fill
The Second Part.
11 Cast me not, Lord, out from thy sight,
but speedily my torments end;
Take not from me thy holy Spirt,
which may from dangers me defend,
12 Restore me to those joys again,
which I was wont in thee to find;
Let me thy free spirit retain,
which unto thee may draw my mind.
13 Thus, when I shall thy mercies know,
I shall instruct others therein;
And men that are likewise brought low
by my example shall flee sin.
14 O God, that of my health art Lord,
forgive me this my bloody vice;
My heart and tongue shall then accord
to sing thy mercy and justice.
15 Touch thou my lips, my tongue untie,
O Lord, I do thee humbly pray;
And then my mouth shall testify
thy praise and wondrous works alway.
16 And as for outward sacrifice,
I would have offer'd many one;
But thou esteem'st them of no price,
and therein pleasure takest none.
17 The heavy heart, the mind opprest,
O Lord, thou never dost reject;
This sacrifice indeed is blest
and that thou chiefly dost expect.
18 Lord, unto Sion turn thy face,
pour out thy mercies on thy hill,
And on Jerusalem thy grace,
build up the wall, and love it still.
19 Thou shalt accept then our off'rings
of peace and righteousness alway;
Yea, calves and many other things
upon thy altar we will lay. Scripture: Psalm 51 Languages: English
O Lord consider my distress
