32b. Support and counsel from god without merit

1 Save me, O Lord, from ev'ry foe;
In thee my trust I place,
Though all the good that I can do
Can ne'er deserve thy grace:

2 Yet if my God prolong my breath,
The saints may still rejoice,
The saints, the glory of the earth,
The people of my choice.

3 Let heathens to their idols haste,
And worship wood or stone;
But my delightful lot is cast
Where the true God is known.

4 His hand provides my constant food,
He fills my daily cup;
Much am I pleas'd with present good,
But more rejoice in hope.

5 God is my portion and my joy;
His counsels are my light:
He gives me sweet advice by day,
And gentle hints by night.

6 My soul would all her thoughts approve
To his all-seeing eye;
Not death nor hell my hope shall move
While such a friend is nigh.

Text Information
First Line: Save me, O Lord, from ev'ry foe
Title: Support and counsel from god without merit
Meter: Common Metre
Language: English
Publication Date: 1791
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Notes: Now Public Domain. First part
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