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1 'Twas in the watches of the night
I thought upon thy pow'r;
I kept thy lovely face in sight
Amidst the darkest hour.
2 My flesh lay resting on my bed;
My soul arose on high;
'My God, my life, my hope,' I said,
'Bring thy salvation nigh.'
3 My spirit labors up thine hill,
And climbs the heav'nly road;
But thy right hand upholds me still,
While I pursue my God.
4 Thy mercy stretches o'er my head
The shadow of thy wings;
My heart rejoices in thine aid,
My tongue awakes and sings.
5 But the destroyers of my peace
Shall fret and rage in vain:
The tempter shall for ever cease,
And all my sins be slain.
6 Thy sword shall give my foes to death,
And send them down to dwell
In the dark caverns of the earth,
Or to the deeps of hell.
| Text Information | |
|---|---|
| First Line: | 'Twas in the watches of the night |
| Meter: | C. M. |
| Language: | English |
| Publication Date: | 1790 |
| Scripture: | |
| Notes: | Now Public Domain. Part 2 |