Poor Bishop Hooper
Psalm 6
[Verse 1]
Don't rebuke me in Your anger
Don't discipline me in Your wrath
Be gracious, Lord, for I am weak and
My bones shake at the thought of it
I'm sick at heart, sick at heart
O Lord, how long? Lord, how long?
[Verse 2]
Return, O Lord, and rescue
Won't You save me for You're faithful?
What dead man can remember You?
Who can lift their praise from Sheol?
While tears dampen my pillow
My bed's a lake of sorrows
My eyes are swollen shut, Lord
From the ocean of my cries
[Chorus]
But the Lord has heard the sound of my weeping
The Lord has heard my cry for His help
The Lord accepts my prayer no matter how it's broken
The Lord will make my enemies turn and run
But the Lord has heard the sound of my weeping
The Lord has heard my cry for His help
The Lord accepts my prayer no matter how it's broken
The Lord will make my enemies turn and run