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Hymn 31 Let Thy Chastening Be in Measure. Verse 1 Lord, do not in hot displeasure lay Thy heavy hand on me. Let Thy chast’ning be in measure; Thy rebukes from anger free. For Thy hand most surely presses; fast Thy arrows stick within;.
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Verse 1 Lord, do not in hot displeasure lay Thy heavy hand on me.
Let Thy chast’ning be in measure;Thy rebukes from anger free.
For Thy hand most surely presses; fast Thy arrows stick within;
Wrath my weary flesh distresses, give my bones no rest from sin.
Verse 2 O’er my head like billows rushing, my transgressions risen are,
Loathsome are my wounds neglected; my own folly makes it so;
Bowed with grief and much afflicted, all the day I mourning go.
Last Verse For my loins are filled with burning, health in me no more remains.
I am feeble, bruised, and mourning , groaning loud thro’ inward pains.
My desires and ceas-less wailing, loud unveil’d before Thee lie;
Pants my heart my strength is failing, all its light has left my eye.