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With humblest intercession pray'd;
With humblest intercession pray'd;
And found the pray'r their pride has spurn'd
And found the pray'r their pride has spurn'd
With blessings on my head return'd.
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Editor: Edmund Gooch (submitted 2011-10-19).   Score information: A4, 2 pages, 36 kB   Copyright: Public Domain
Edition notes: Both verses are underlaid in the source. The D on the first half of beat 3 in bar 19, given here as a quaver, is printed in the source as a small quaver grace note slurred to a full-sized crotchet C#.

General Information

Title: A prey to want, oppressed with wrong
Composer: Richard Sampson
Lyricist: James Merrick

Number of voices: 3vv   Voicing: SSB

Genre: SacredHymn   Meter: 88. 88. 88. 88. 88

Language: English
Instruments: A cappella

Published: 1794

Description: A setting by Richard Sampson of verses from James Merrick's metrical version of Psalm 35, from p138 of the collection Improved Psalmody (London, 1794), compiled by William Dechair Tattersall. This setting is attributed in the source to 'Rd. Sampson [/] Organist of St. Jhons [sic] Wakefield'. Hymn Tune Index tune number 6849.

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Original text and translations

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A prey to want, oppress'd with wrong,
Awhile I pin'd; a hostile throng,
Whose tongue to fraud has loos'd the reins,
And lie with lie connected feigns,
Against me urg'd, to scandal prone,
The guilt my breast had never known;
And left me helpless and forlorn,
The friendship ill repaid to mourn,
That, when affliction's weight they bare,
Had taught my heart their woes to share.

While sickness wrapt them in its chain,
And fix'd them on the bed of pain,
My heart, that no affection ow'd,
With sympathizing pity glow'd;
I knew their suff'rings to bewail;
And, sunk with grief, with fasting pale,
To God, in sorrow's garb array'd,
With humblest intercession pray'd;
And found the pray'r their pride has spurn'd
With blessings on my head return'd.