A New Version of the Psalms of David ‎#119

119. O God, my gracious God, to Thee

1 O God, my gracious God, to Thee
My morning Pray'rs shall offer'd be;
For Thee my thirsty Soul does pant;
My fainting Flesh implores thy Grace,
Within this dry and barren Place
Where I refreshing Waters want.

2 O! to my longing Eyes once more,
That View of glorious Pow'r restore,
Which thy majestic House displays:
3 Because to me thy wond'rous Love
Than Life itself does dearer prove,
My Lips shall always speak thy Praise.

4 My Life, while I that Life enjoy,
In blessing God I will employ;
With lifted Hands adore his Name:
5 My soul's Content shall be as great
As theirs who choicest Dainties eat,
While I with Joy his Praise proclaim.

6 When I down lie, sweet Sleep to find,
Thou, Lord, art present to my Mind;
And when I wake in Dead of Night:
7 Because Thou still dost Succour bring,
Beneath the Shadow of thy Wing
I rest with Safety and Delight.

8 My Soul, when Foes would me devour,
Cleaves fast to thee, whose matchless Pow'r
In her Support is daily shown:
9 But those the righteous Lord shall slay,
That my Destruction wish; and they
that seek my Life, shall lose their own.

10,11 They by untimely Ends shall die,
Their Flesh a Prey to Foxes lie;
But God shall fill the King with Joy:
Who swears by Thee shall still rejoice;
Whilst the false Tongue, and lying voice,
Thou Lord, shalt silence and destroy.

Text Information

• First Line: O God, my gracious God, to Thee
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1754
• Scripture:
  Psalm 63
• Notes: Now Public Domain.

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