384    L.M.     Samuel Medley
“Oh save me for thy mercies’ sake.” Ps. 6. 2-4

1 Regard, great God! my mournful prayer;
  Make my poor trembling soul thy care;
  For me in pity undertake,
  And save me for thy mercies’ sake.

2 [My soul’s cast down within me, Lord,
  And only thou canst help afford;
  Let not my heart with sorrow break,
  But save me for thy mercies’ sake.]

3 Such dismal storms are raised within,
  By Satan and indwelling sin,
  Which all my soul with horror shake;
  O save me for thy mercies’ sake.

4 [I’ve foes and fears of every shape,
  Nor from them can my soul escape;
  Upon me, Lord, some pity take,
  And save me for thy mercies’ sake.]

5 [I’ve scarce a glimmering ray of light;
  With me ‘tis little else but night;
  O for my help do thou awake,
  And save me for thy mercies’ sake.]

6 To me, dear Saviour, turn once more;
  Let me again thy smiles partake.
  Lord, save me for thy mercies’ sake.