SAVIOR,
SAVIOR, HEAR MY HUMBLE CRY
TEXT: Psalm 17:1-15
Psalms 17:1-15 (KJV) A
Prayer of David. Hear the right, O LORD, attend unto my cry, give ear unto
my prayer, that goeth not out of feigned lips. 2 Let
my sentence come forth from thy presence; let thine eyes behold the things that
are equal. 3 Thou hast proved mine heart; thou
hast visited me in the night; thou hast tried me, and shalt find
nothing; I am purposed that my mouth shall not transgress. 4 Concerning
the works of men, by the word of thy lips I have kept me from the paths
of the destroyer. 5 Hold up my goings in thy
paths, that my footsteps slip not. 6 I have
called upon thee, for thou wilt hear me, O God: incline thine ear unto me, and
hear my speech. 7 Shew thy marvellous
lovingkindness, O thou that savest by thy right hand them which put their trust
in thee from those that rise up against them. 8 Keep
me as the apple of the eye, hide me under the shadow of thy wings, 9 From
the wicked that oppress me, from my deadly enemies, who compass
me about. 10 They are inclosed in their own fat:
with their mouth they speak proudly. 11 They have
now compassed us in our steps: they have set their eyes bowing down to the
earth; 12 Like as a lion that is greedy of
his prey, and as it were a
young lion lurking in secret places. 13 Arise, O
LORD, disappoint him, cast him down: deliver my soul from the wicked, which
is thy sword: 14 From men which are thy
hand, O LORD, from men of the world, which have their portion in this
life, and whose belly thou fillest with thy hid treasure: they are full
of children, and leave the rest of their substance to their
babes. 15 As for me, I will behold thy face in
righteousness: I shall be satisfied, when I awake, with thy likeness.
I.
INTRODUCTION—THE OLD SONG
-I would
hope that all of us have at least heard if not sung one of the old classics of
bygone years. It was a song that was
frequently sung by those who were under some of the greatest burdens and
sorrows of life. In fact, it was not
just a song it was something of an anthem for the weary and pressured.
Pass Me Not O Gentle Savior
Verse 1: Pass me not, O gentle Savior,
hear my humble cry; while on others thou art calling, do not pass me by.
Verse 2: Let me at thy throne of mercy find a sweet relief,
kneeling there in deep contrition; help my unbelief.
Verse 3: Trusting only in thy merit,
would I seek thy face; heal my wounded, broken spirit, save me by thy grace.
Verse 4: Thou the spring of all my comfort, more than life to me,
hear my humble cry; while on others thou art calling, do not pass me by.
Verse 2: Let me at thy throne of mercy find a sweet relief,
kneeling there in deep contrition; help my unbelief.
Verse 3: Trusting only in thy merit,
would I seek thy face; heal my wounded, broken spirit, save me by thy grace.
Verse 4: Thou the spring of all my comfort, more than life to me,
Whom have I on earth beside thee?
Whom in heaven but thee?
-This
psalm has the same tone of voice that this song has.