6 Our troops shall gain a wide renown
By thine assisting hand;
’Tis God that treads the mighty down,
And makes the feeble stand.
Psalm 61. 1-6.
Safety in God.
1 When overwhelm’d with grief
My heart within me dies,
Helpless and far from all relief
To heaven I lift mine eyes.
2 O lead me to the rock
That’s high above my head,
And make the covert of thy wings
My shelter and my shade.
3 Within thy presence, Lord,
For ever I’ll abide;
Thou art the tower of my defence,
The refuge where I hide.
4 Thou givest me the lot
Of those that fear thy Name;
If endless life be their reward,
I shall possess the same.
Psalm 62. 5-12.
No trust in the creatures; or,
Faith in divine grace and power.
1 My spirit looks to God alone;
My rock and refuge is his throne;
In all my fears, in all my straits,
My soul on his salvation waits.
2 Trust him, ye saints, in all your ways,
Pour out your hearts before his face:
When helpers fail, and foes invade,
God is our all-sufficient aid.
3 False are the men of high degree,
The baser sort are vanity;
Laid in the balance both appear
Light as a puff of empty air.
4 Make not increasing gold your trust, Nor set your heart on glittering dust; Why will you grasp the fleeting smoke; And not believe what God hath spoke?
5 Once has his awful voice declar’d,
Once and again my ears have heard,
“All power is his eternal due;
“He must be fear’d and trusted too.”
6 For sovereign power reigns not alone,
Grace is a partner of the throne:
Thy grace and justice, mighty Lord,
Shall well divide our last reward.
Psalm 63:1. 1 2 5 34. First Part. C. M.
The morning of a Lord’s day.
1 Early, my God, without delay
I haste to seek thy face;
My thirsty spirit faints away,
Without thy cheering grace.
2 So pilgrims on the scorching sand,
Beneath a burning sky,
Long for a cooling stream at hand,
And they must drink or die.
3 I’ve seen thy glory and thy power
Thro’ all thy temple shine;
My God, repeat that heavenly hour,
That vision so divine.
4 Not all the blessings of a feast
Can please my soul so well,
As when thy richer grace I taste,
And in thy presence dwell.
5 Not life itself with all her joys,
Can my best passions move,
Or raise so high my cheerful voice
As thy forgiving love.
6 Thus till my last expiring day
I’ll bless my God and King;
Thus will I lift my hands to pray,
And tune my lips to sing.
Psalm 63:2. 6-10. Second Part.
Midnight thoughts recollected.
1 ’Twas in the watches of the night
I thought upon thy power,
I kept thy lovely face in sight
Amidst the darkest hour.