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XVIa. Confession of our Poverty, and Saints the best company, or, Good Works profit Men, not GOD

1 Preserve me, Lord, in time of need;
For succour to thy throne I flee;
But have no merits there to plead;
My goodness cannot reach to thee.

2 Oft have my heart and tongue confest
How empty and how poor I am;
My praise can never make thee blest,
Nor add new glories to thy name.

3 Yet, Lord thy saints on earth may reap
Some profit by the good we do;
These are the company I keep,
These are the choicest friends I know.

4 Let others choose the songs of mirth,
To give a relish to their wine;
I love the men of heav’nly birth,
Whose thoughts and language are divine.

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First Line: Preserve me Lord in time of need
Title: Confession of our Poverty, and Saints the best company, or, Good Works profit Men, not GOD
Meter: Long Metre
Language: English
Publication Date: 1780
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