1. O Lord, rebuke me not in thy wrath. Rebuked I must be, for I am an erring child and thou a careful Father,
but throw not too much anger into the tones of thy voice; deal gently although
I have sinned grievously. The anger of others I can bear, but not thine. As thy
love is most sweet to my heart, so thy displeasure is most cutting to my
conscience. Neither chasten me in thy hot displeasure. Turn not the rod
into a sword; smite not so as to kill. True, my sins might well inflame thee,
but let thy mercy and longsuffering quench the glowing coals of thy wrath. Let
me not be treated as an enemy or dealt with as a rebel. Bring to remembrance
thy covenant, thy fatherhood, and my feebleness, and spare thy servant.
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