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My God, in Thee all fulness lies

Author: Anon. Hymnal: Chorale Book for England, The #133 (1863) Lyrics: My God, in Thee all fulness lies, All want in me, from Thee apart; In Thee my soul hath endless joys, In me is but an aching heart; Poor as the poorest here I pine, In Thee a heav'nly kingdom's mine. Thou seest whatsoe'er I need, Thou seest it, and pitiest me; Thy swift compassions hither speed, Ere yet my woes are told to Thee; Thou hearest, Father, ere we cry, Shall I not still before Thee lie? I leave to Thee whate'er is mine, And in Thy will I calmly rest; I know that richest gifts are Thine, Thou canst and Thou wilt make me blest, For Thou hath promised, and our Lord Will never break His promised word. Thou lov'st me, Father, with the love Wherewith Thou lovedst Christ Thy Son, And so a brightness from above Still glads me though my tears may run, For in Thy love I find and know What all the world could ne'er bestow. Then I can let the world go by, And yet be still and rest in Thee, I sit, I walk, I stand, I lie, Thou ever watchest over me, And when the yoke is pressing sore I think, my God lives evermore! Languages: English

In thee, all-clement God, my hopes I place

Hymnal: New Version of the Psalms of David #LXXI (1756) Lyrics: 1 In thee, all-clement God, my hopes I place; O never let thy servant know disgrace; 2 But hear; thy kind indulgent mercy shew, And bid thy justice free me from the foe: 3 My rock, my fortress, my salvation, thou; Hope of my youth, and object of my vow, To thee I fly, as to a sure defence, To thee, blest guardian of my innocence; Cause thou the schemes of cruel men to fail; Nor let their efforts 'gainst my peace prevail. 6 To me thy mercies have been always great; Those mercies oft I gratefully repeat; How from my birth thy goodness thou hast shewn, How from my infant-years thou'st led me on. 7 Now of derision I an object prove; Yet still my certain refuge is thy love; 8 Therefore, while glads the radiant sun the day, Thine honour I, thy goodness will display. 9 Of impious foes protect me from the rage, And not forsake me in my feeble age: 10 Constant their secret mischiefs they prepare, And greatly hope, they shall my life ensnare: 11 "His God denies him aid; he's ours (they cry) "Now seize him, take him, and the wretch destroy." 12 But thou, O God, thy kind assistance lend, Baffle their hopes, and my poor soul defend; 13 With vile dishonour and with shame meet they, To certain ruin who'd my steps betray; Infatuate thou their schemes, their hearts confound, Who make it all their joy my soul to wound, 14 For in thy mercy I will ever hope, I'll praise the bounteous God that rais'd me up; 15 Thy love unmerited I'll daily sing, And to thy glorious name attune the string; 16 Extol the pow'r, that gives me strength in war, And thy strict justice faithfullv declare. 17 My youth thou'st guided in tne perfect road, Nor have I prov'd ungrateful to my God. 18 Now then, when age with all it's ills oppress, Now not desert me in my deep distress; That I to nations yet unborn may sing The pow'r, the mercy, of my heav'nly king. 19 Thy justice, Lord, ascends yon heav'ns above; O dread creator, who like thee can prove? 20 True; thou didst plunge me in the depths of grief, But soon thy mercy gave my soul relief: 21 Pow'r, wealth and honour, soon didst thou supply, And gav'st me peace and happiness t' enjoy. 22 Therefore my psalt'ry and my harp display Thy truth, O Israels God, from day to day; 23 Therefore my soul, by thee redeem'd from woe, In ardent praise her gratitude shall shew; 24 Therefore thy righteous acts shall fill my tongue; The justice of my God my constant song; Who on my foes did dire destruction pour, My foes, who sought his servant to devour. Scripture: Psalm 71 Languages: English