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| Text: | A morning psalm |
1 O Lord, how many are my foes
In this weak state of flesh and blood?
My peace they daily discompose,
But my defence and hope is God.
2 Tire'd with the burdens of the day,
To thee I rais'd an evening cry;
Thou heard'st when I began to pray,
And thine almighty help was nigh.
3 Supported by thine heavenly aid,
I laid me down, and slept secure;
Not death should make my heart afraid,
Though I should wake and rise no more.
4 But God sustain'd me all the night;
Salvation doth to God belong;
He rais'd my head to see the light,
And makes his praise my morning song.
| Text Information | |
|---|---|
| First Line: | O Lord, how many are my foes |
| Title: | A morning psalm |
| Meter: | Long Metre |
| Language: | English |
| Publication Date: | 1791 |
| Scripture: | ; |
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