"O Lord, the hope of Israel"

By Henry Vaughan

O Lord, the hope of Israel, all they that forsake

Thee shall be ashamed ;  and they that depart from

Thee, shall be written in the earth, because they have

forsaken the Lord, the fountain of living waters.

      Heal me, O Lord, and I shall be healed ;  save me,

and I shall be saved, for Thou art my health, and my

great deliverer.

      I said in the cutting off of my days,  I shall go to

the gates of the grave ;  I have deprived myself of the

residue of my years.

      I said, I shall not see the Lord, even the Lord in the

land of the living :  I shall behold man no more with

the inhabitants of the world.

      O Lord !  by Thee doth man live, and from Thee is

the life of my spirit : therefore wilt Thou recover me,

and make me to live.

      Thou hast in love to my soul delivered it from the

pit of corruption ; for Thou hast cast all my sins

behind Thy back.

      For Thy name's sake hast Thou put off thine anger ;

for Thy praise hast Thou refrained from me, that I

should not be cut off.

      For the grave cannot praise Thee, death cannot

celebrate Thee :  they that go down into the pit, cannot

hope for Thy truth.

      The living, the living, he shall praise Thee, as I do

this day :  the father to the children shall make known

Thy truth.

      O Lord !  Thou hast been merciful, Thou hast

brought back my life from corruption :  Thou hast

redeemed me from my sin.

      They that follow after lying vanities, forsake their

own mercy.

      Therefore shall Thy songs be with me, and my

prayer unto the God of my life.

      I will go unto the altar of my God, unto God, the

joy of my youth ;  and in Thy fear will I worship

towards Thy holy temple.

      I will sacrifice unto Thee with the voice of thanks-

giving ;  I will pay that which I have vowed ;  sal-

vation is of the Lord.