Text: | Psalm 4 |
Author: | Isaac Watts |
Lord, thou wilt hear me when I pray,
I am for ever thine;
I fear before thee all the day,
Nor would I dare to sin.
And while I rest my weary head,
From cares and business free,
'Tis sweet conversing on my bed,
With my own heart and thee.
I pay this evening sacrifice:
And when my work is done,
Great God, my faith and hope relies
Upon thy grace alone.
Thus, with my thoughts composed to pray,
I'll give mine eyes to sleep;
Thy hand in safety keeps my days,
And will my slumbers keep.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | Lord, thou wilt hear me when I pray |
Title: | Psalm 4 |
Author: | Isaac Watts |
Meter: | C. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1806 |
Scripture: | |
Topic: | Christ: Our Hope; Comfort: holiness, and pardon; Evening: psalm(5 more...) |
Notes: | Public Domain. |