The Spirit of the Psalms: Gently Gently Lay Thy Rod (Psalm 6)

God willing every Monday I will post a hymn, psalm or spiritual song for encouragement. They say we learn our doctrine through singing which aids in memorisation but I know from my own experience that I tend to focus more on the tune than the words, especially if I am more familiar with the song. So I thought why not take some devotional time every week to really look at the lyrics and the poetry of a spiritual song alongside the Scriptural passages that inspired it.

God willing every Monday I will post a hymn, psalm or spiritual song for encouragement. They say we learn our doctrine through singing which aids in memorisation but I know from my own experience that I tend to focus more on the tune than the words, especially if I am more familiar with the song. So I thought why not take some devotional time every week to really look at the lyrics and the poetry of a spiritual song alongside the Scriptural passages that inspired it.

The Spirit of the Psalms
Psalm 6

Gently, gently lay Thy rod
On my sinful head, O God;
Stay Thy wrath, in mercy stay,
Lest I sink before its way.

Heal me, for my flesh is weak;
Heal me, for Thy grace I seek;
This my only plea I make,
Heal me for my Thy mercy’s sake.

Who within the silent grave
Shall proclaim Thy power to save?
Lord, my trembling soul reprieve,
Speak, and I shall rise and live.

Lo! He comes! He hears my plea!
Lo! He comes! The shadows flee!
Glory round me dawns once more;
Rise, my spirit, and adore!
Henry Francis Lyte 1793-1847
From ‘Psalms and Hymns of Reformed Worship’ Hymnbook.

O LORD, don’t rebuke me in your anger
or discipline me in your rage.
Have compassion on me, LORD, for I am weak.
Heal me, LORD, for my bones are in agony.
I am sick at heart.
How long, O LORD, until you restore me?
Return, O LORD, and rescue me.
Save me because of your unfailing love.
For the dead do not remember you.
Who can praise you from the grave?
I am worn out from sobbing.
All night I flood my bed with weeping,
drenching it with my tears.
My vision is blurred by grief;
my eyes are worn out because of all my enemies.
Go away, all you who do evil,
for the LORD has heard my weeping.
The LORD has heard my plea;
the LORD will answer my prayer.
May all my enemies be disgraced and terrified.
May they suddenly turn back in shame.
New Living Translation (NLT)

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