The Psalms of David ‎#P16d

P16d. Save me, O Lord, from every Foe

1 Save me, O Lord, from every 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 profit by't;
The Saints the Glory of the Earth,
The Men of my Delight.

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 every Foe
• Meter: Common Metre
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1766
• Scripture:
  Psalm 16:1-8
• Topic: Christ: his death and resurrection; Christ: the second Adam, his Incarnation, his Dominion, his All-Suffiecincy; Comfort: and support in God; Confession: of our poverty; Counsel and Support from God; Courage: in death; Death: courage in it; God: all-sufficient; Good works profit Men, not God; Grace: without merit; Hope: of resurrection; Idolatry reproved; Merit disclaimed; Poverty confessed; Resurrection: of the saints
• Notes: Public Domain.

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