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Forsake me not, etc.
Psalm 71:9.
Lowly and solemn be
Thy children’s cry to thee,
Father divine;
A hymn of suppliant breath,
Owning that life and death
Alike are thine.
2 O Father, in that hour,
When earthly help and power
Are all in vain,
When spears, and shield, and crown,
In faintness are cast down,
Do thou sustain.
3 By him who bowed to take
The death-cup for our sake,
The thorn, the rod—
From whom the last dismay
Was not to pass away—
Aid us, O God.
4 Trembling beside the grave,
We call on thee to save,
Father divine:
Hear, hear our suppliant breath;
Keep us, in life and death,
Thine, only thine.
Mrs. Hemans.