41 (XCVII.--"Straf' mich nicht in deinem Zorn.")
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Original Tune.
Straf' mich nicht in deinem Zorn
Albinus, 1652
Not in anger, mighty God, Not in anger smite us; We must perish if Thy rod Justly should requite us. We are nought, Sin hath brought, Lord, thy wrath upon us, Yet have mercy on us! | Show me now a Father's love, And His tender patience, Heal my wounded soul, remove These too sore temptations! I am weak, Father, speak Thou of peace and gladness, Comfort Thou my sadness. | Weary am I of my pain, Weary with my sorrow, Sighing still for help in vain, Longing for the morrow; Why wilt Thou Tarry now? Wilt Thou friendless leave me, And of hope bereave me? | Hence, ye foes! He comes in grace, God hath deign'd to hear me; I may come before His face, He is inly near me; He o'erthrows All my foes, Death and hell are vanquish'd In Whose bonds I languish'd. | Father, hymns to Thee we raise, Here and once in heaven! And the Son and spirit praise, Who our bonds have riven; Evermore We adore Thee whose grace hath stirr'd us, And whose pity heard us. | |