1 Long have I sat beneath the sound
Of thy salvation, Lord;
But still how weak my faith is found,
And knowledge of Thy Word!
2 My Hope, my Portion, and my God,
How little art Thou known
By all the judgments of Thy rod,
And blessings of Thy throne!
3 How cold and feeble is my love
How negligent my fear!
How low my hope of joys above!
How few affections there!
4 Great God, Thy sovereign power impart
To give Thy Word success;
Write Thy salvation in my heart,
And make me learn Thy grace.
5 Show my forgetful feet the way
That leads to joys on high;
There knowledge grows without decay,
And love shall never die.
|First Line:||Long have I sat beneath the sound|
|Author:||Watts (1709, a.)|
|Topic:||Worship; Worship: Public Worship; Sexagesima Sunday|
|Notes:||Alternate tune #91 or #253|
|Notes:||Composer from index: Isaac Smith, 1770|