LONG have I sat beneath the sound Of thy salvation, Lord; But still how weak my...

LONG have I sat beneath the sound Of thy salvation, Lord; But still how weak my faith is found, And knowledge of thy word!

How cold and feeble is my love! How negligent my fear! How low my hope of joys above! How few affections there!

Great God! thy sovereign aid impart To give thy word success; Write thy salvation on my heart, And make me learn thy grace.

Show my forgetful feet the way That leads to joys on high, Where knowledge grows without decay, And love shall never die.