Dr. Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David ‎#32a

32a. Preserve me, Lord, in time of need

1 Preserve me, Lord, in time of need,
For succor 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 sons of mirth
To give a relish to their wine:
I love the men of heav'nly birth,
Whose thoughts and language are divine.

Text Information

• First Line: Preserve me, Lord, in time of need
• Meter: L. M.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1790
• Scripture:
  Psalm 16
• Notes: Now Public Domain. Part 1

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