Dr. Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David ‎#12b

12b. Lord, in the morning thou shalt hear

1 Lord, in the morning thou shalt hear
My voice ascending high;
To thee will I direct my pray'r,
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 thine holy court,
And worship in thy fear.

5 O may thy Spirit guide my feet,
In ways of righteousness!
Make ev'ry path of duty straight,
And plain before my face.

Pause.

6 My watchful enemies combine
To tempt my feet astray;
They flatter with a base design,
To make my soul their prey.

7 Lord, crush the serpent in the dust,
And all his plots destroy;
While those that in thy mercy trust,
For ever shout for joy.

8 The men that love and fear thy name,
Shall see their hopes fulfil'd;
The mighty God will compass them
With favour as a shield.

Text Information

• First Line: Lord, in the morning thou shalt hear
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1790
• Scripture:
  Psalm 4:3-5
  ;
  Psalm 4:8

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