| Text: | Seek ye my Face with duteous Care |
| Author: | James Merrick |
1 "Seek ye my Face with duteous Care,
"And frequent to my Throne repair"—
Thus to my Heart I hear thee speak:
"Thy Face (my Heart replies0 I seek."
2 O! Let me, on thine Aid reclin'd,
Thee still my great Salvation find:
Nor leave me, helpless and forlorn,
The Absence of thy Grace to mourn.
3 When, doom'd the Orphan's Lot to bear,
No Parent's kind Concern I share,
Adopted by thy Care, in Thee
The Parent and the Friend I see.
4 Instruct me, Lord, thy Path to know;
And while, with secret Art, the Foe
My doubting Steps would turn aside,
Be Thou my Guardian and my Guide.
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| First Line: | Seek ye my Face with duteous Care |
| Author: | James Merrick |
| Language: | English |
| Publication Date: | 1793 |
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