|  | Lord, let my prayer prevail (Psalm 143:7-11) | 
 Lord, let my prayer prevail,
To answer it make speed;
For, lo, my spirit doth fail:
Hide not thy face in need; 
 Lest I be like to those
	That do in darkness sit,
	Or him that downward goes
	Into the dreadful pit. 
 Because I trust in thee,
	O Lord, cause me to hear
	Thy loving-kindness free,
	When morning doth appear: 
 Cause me to know the way
	Wherein my path should be;
	For why, my soul on high
	I do lift up to thee. 
 From my fierce enemy
	In safety do me guide,
	Because I flee to thee,
	Lord, that thou mayst me hide. 
 My God alone art thou,
	Teach me thy righteousness:
	Thy Sprit's good, lead me to
	The land of uprightness. 
 O Lord, for thy name's sake,
	Be pleased to quicken me;
	And, for thy truth, forth take
	My soul from misery. 
 And of thy grace destroy
	My foes, and put to shame
	All who my soul annoy;
	For I thy servant am. 
Jason and friends from the
	Samuel Zwemer Theological Seminary
Words: Psalm 143:7-11
Composer: Lowry
Tune: Need