Full Lyrics
Ah, my dear angry Lord,
Since thou dost love, yet strike;
Cast down, yet help afford;
Sure I will do the like.
I will complain, yet praise;
I will bewail, approve;
And all my soursweet days
I will lament and love.
Ah, My Dear Angry Lord by Thomas McLelland-Young — Lyrics
Thomas McLelland-Young English Sacred Motets Staff notation
