Scripture Verse

O Lord, rebuke me not in Thy wrath: neither chasten me in Thy hot displeasure. Psalm 38:1


John B. Dykes (1823–1876)

Words: From The Psal­ter (Pitts­burgh, Penn­syl­van­ia: Unit­ed Pres­by­ter­ian Board of Pub­li­ca­tion, 1912), num­ber 102.

Music: St. Syl­ves­ter John B. Dykes, 1862 (🔊 pdf nwc).

Alternate Tune:


In Thy wrath and hot dis­plea­sure,
Chasten not Thy ser­vant, Lord;
Let Thy mer­cy, with­out mea­sure,
Help and peace to me af­ford.

Heavy is my tri­bu­la­tion,
Sore my pun­ish­ment has been;
Broken by Thine in­dig­na­tion,
I am troubled by my sin.

With my bur­den of trans­gress­ion
Heavy la­den, ov­er­borne,
Humbled low I make con­fess­ion,
For my fol­ly now I mourn.

Weak and wound­ed, I im­plore Thee:
Lord, to me Thy mer­cy show;
All my pray­er is now be­fore Thee,
All my trou­ble Thou dost know.

Darkness ga­thers, foes as­sail me.
But I an­swer not a word;
All my friends de­sert and fail me,
Only Thou my cry hast heard.

Lord, in Thee I am con­fid­ing;
Thou wilt an­swer when I call,
Lest my foes, the good de­rid­ing,
Triumph in Thy ser­vant’s fall.

I am prone to halt and stum­ble,
Grief and sor­row dwell with­in,
Shame and guilt my spir­it hum­ble,
I am sor­ry for my sin.

Foes about my soul are clos­ing,
Full of hat­red, false and strong;
Choosing good, I find op­pos­ing
All who love and do the wrong.

Lord, my God, do not for­sake me,
Let me know that Thou art near,
Under Thy pro­tect­ion take me,
As my Sav­ior now ap­pear.