Hear me, O Lord, the great support (Henry Purcell)
- Editor: Willem Verkaik (submitted 2015-03-11). Score information: A4, 10 pages, 261 kB Copyright: CPDL
- Edition notes:
Description: After Psalm 4
Original text and translations
Hear me, O Lord, the great support
Of my integrity;
Thou hast my former troubles eas’d,
Now to my pray’rs draw nigh.
Fond men! that would my glory stain,
My government despise;
How long will ye pursue vain hopes,
And please yourselves with lies?
Know that the Lord does righteous men
With special favour own:
Though you despise me, he ne’er will
On my petitions frown.
Sin not, but fear; let quiet thoughts
Instruct and make you wise;
Join a pure heart with trust in God
As the best sacrifice.
Though others in distrust of thee
To other succours fly,
Thou art our hope; Lord, cast on us
A favourable eye.
Thy love more cheers my heart than when
Their corn has wish’d increase;
Or when a happy vintage makes
Their wine o’erflow the press.
Down will I lie in peace, and sleep
Shall close my wearied eyes;
No fears disturb me, whilst I know
In God my safety lies.