Psalm 30:2

Psalms of David in Metre 1650 (Scottish Psalter)

O thou who art the Lord my God, I in distress to thee, With loud cries lifted up my voice, and thou hast healed me.

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Lord, pity me, for I am weak: Heal me, for my bones vexed be.

Those that are broken in their heart, and grieved in their minds, He healeth, and their painful wounds he tenderly up-binds.

But, Lord, to thee I cry'd; my pray'r at morn prevent shall thee.

Of gladness and of joyfulness make me to hear the voice; That so these very bones which thou hast broken may rejoice.

The Lord hath me chastised sore, but not to death giv'n over.

O Lord my God, do thou me judge after thy righteousness; And let them not their joy 'gainst me triumphantly express:

But as for me, thou me uphold'st in mine integrity; And me before thy countenance thou sett'st continually.

I'll thee extol, my God, O King; I'll bless thy name always.