O Lord, I am not proud of Heart,
nor cast a scornful Eye;
Nor my aspiring Thoughts employ
in Things for me to high.
2 With infant Innocence, thou know'st
I have my self demean'd;
Compos'd to quiet, like a Babe
that from the Breast is wean'd.
3 Like me let Isr'el hope in God,
his Aid alone implore;
Both now and ever trust in Him,
who lives for evermore.
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First Line: | O Lord, I am not proud of Heart |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1760 |
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Notes: | Public Domain. |