Psalms 4-6
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1 LORD of my life, my hopes, my joys, My never-failing Friend, Thou hast been all my help till now, Oh! help me to the end!
2 While worldly minds impatient grow, More prosperous times to see. Oh! let the glories of Thy face Shine brighter, Lord, on me!
3 So shall my heart o'erflow with joy More lasting and more true Than theirs, possess'd of all that they So eagerly pursue.
4 Then down in peace I'll lay my head, And take my needful rest: No other guard I ask or need, Of Thee, O Lord, possess'd. Tate and Brady, 1696.
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1 LORD, in the morning Thou shalt hear My voice ascending high; To Thee will I direct my prayer, To Thee lift up mine eye.
2 Up to the hills where Christ is gone To plead for all His saints; Presenting at His Father's throne Our songs and our complaints.
3 Thou art a God before whose sight The wicked shall not stand; Sinners shall ne'er be Thy delight. Nor dwell at Thy right hand.
4 But to Thy house will I resort, To taste Thy mercies there; I will frequent Thy holy court, And worship in Thy fear.
5 Oh may Thy Spirit guide my feet In ways of righteousness! Make every path of duty straight, And plain before my face. Isaac Watts, 1719.
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1 GENTLY, gently lay Thy rod On my sinful head, O God; Stay Thy wrath, in mercy stay, Lest I sink before its sway.
2 Heal me, for my flesh is weak; Heal me, for Thy grace I seek; This my only plea I make, Heal me for Thy mercy's sake.
3 Who within the silent grave Shall proclaim Thy power to save? Lord, my trembling soul reprieve, Speak, and I shall rise and live.
4 Lo! He comes! He heeds my plea! Lo! He comes! the shadows flee! Glory round me dawns once more; Rise, my spirit, and adore! Henry Francis Lyte, 1834
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