1 Thou suit'st, O Lord, thy righteous ways
To various paths of human kind;
They who for mercy merit praise,
With thee shall wond'rous mercy find.
2 Thou to the just shalt justice show,
The pure thy purity shall see;
Such as perversly choose to go,
Shall meet with due returns from thee.
3 For God's designs shall still succeed;
His word will bear the utmost test:
He's a strong shield to all that need,
And on his sure protection rest.
4 Who then deserves to be ador'd,
But God, on whom my hopes depend?
Or who, except the mighty Lord,
Can with resistless pow'r defend?
5 Therefore, to celebrate his fame,
My grateful voice to heav'n I'll raise;
And nations, strangers to his name,
Shall thus be taught to sing his praise.
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First Line: | Thou suit'st, O Lord, thy righteous ways |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1789 |
Scripture: | |
Topic: | Psalms of Thanksgiving |
Source: | Tate and Brady's New Version |
Notes: | Public Domain. |