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I Thy heavy hand restrain, (9) (9)
Thy heavy hand
With mercy, Lord, correct;
restrain;
Do not, (1) as if in high disdain,
Have mercy, Dr. Gibbs:
My helpless soul reject:
Do not, I pray thee,
paper
stain
2 For how shall I sustain With
rhymes retail’d in
(2)Those ills, which now I bear!
dribbs.
My vitals are consumed with pain,
(3)My soul oppress’d with care:
(1)That bit is a most
glorious
botch.
(2)The
squeaking of a
hogrel.
(3)To
listen to
thy
doggrel.
5 For in the silent grave, } Very
true all that.
When there I lie obscure,
No gracious favours I can have,
Nor magnify Thy power:
6 Lord, I have pray’d in (1) vain
(1)The doctor must
So long, so much opprest;
mean himself, for I hope
My very (2) cries increase my pain,
David never thought so.
And tears prevent my
rest;
(2)Then
he’s a dunce
7 These do my sight impair, for
crying.
My flowing eyes decay,
While to my enemies I fear
Thus (3) to become a
prey. (3)That is, he is afraid
of
becoming a prey to his
enemies
while his eyes
are
sore.
8 But, ye vain forces! fly, (4) (4)Fl_o_y.
For God, Whom I adore,
Why then does he
tell
us just before that
he
has prayed in vain,
and
is afraid of becoming
a
prey to his enemies?
9 My impious foes does still destroy,
When I His aid implore.
10 O Lord, by Thy fierce hand repell’d,
With sudden shame retire
(5) A very proper word
for
a man that is repell’d
by
a fierce hand.
When unjustly persecuted,(6) and accused of (6) By Doctor Gibbs. treachery against King Saul.
I O Lord my God, since I repose (7) By chance. My trust in Thee alone, (7)
Save and defend me from my foes,
That furiously
come on: (8) (8) Advance.
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