Hymn 619
O Almighty, used Thy rod
Meter: 7.7.7.7.
Scripture: Ps. 6:1
1
O Almighty, used Thy rod
To touch thou my head gently,
Make Thou Thine anger to cease,
Let me not fall under it.
2
Heal Thou my infirmity
Look on me, I seek Thy grace;
This alone, my only plea
Look on me in Thy mercy.
3
Who is it, deep in the grave
Who can talk of deliverance?
O Lord, sustain Thou my soul,
Utter Thy voice, I will live.
4
Look! He comes He heard my plea,
Here He comes, and shadows flee!
What glory surrounds me now!
O my soul, arise, and sing.