Hymnal: The Psalms of David #63 (1789) Lyrics: 1 Great God, indulge my humble claim,
Thou art my hope, my joy, my rest;
The glories that compose thy name
Stand all engag'd to make me blest.
2 Thou great and good, thou just and wise,
Thou art my Father and my God;
And I am thine by sacred ties;
Thy son, thy servant bought with blood.
3 With heart, and eyes, and lifted hands
For thee I long, to thee I look,
As travellers in thirsty lands
Pant for the cooling water brook.
4 With early feet I love t' appear
Among thy saints, and seek thy face;
Oft have I seen thy glory there,
And felt the pow'r of sov'reign grace.
5 Not fruits, nor wines that tempt our taste,
No pleasures that to sense belong,
Could make me so divinely blest,
Or raise so high my cheerful song.
6 My life itself without thy love
No taste of pleasure could afford;
'Twould but a tiresome burden prove,
If I were banish'd from the Lord.
7 Amidst the wakeful hours of night,
When busy cares afflict my head,
One thought of thee gives new delight,
And adds refreshment to my bed.
8 I'll lift my hands, I'll raise my voice,
While I have breath to pray or praise;
This work shall make my heart rejoice,
And bless the remnant of my days.
Part II.
9 Early, my God, without delay,
I haste to seek thy face;
My thirsty spirit faints away,
Without thy cheering grace.
10 I've seen thy glory and thy pow'r
Thro' all thy temple shine;
My God, repeat that heav'nly hour
That vision so divine.
11 Not life itself, with all its joys,
Can my best passions move,
Or raise so high my cheerful voice,
As thy forgiving love.
12 Thus till my last expiring day,
I'll bless my God and king;
Thus will I lift my hands to pray,
And tune my lips to sing.
Part III
13 My God, permit my tongue
This joy, to call thee mine;
And let my early cries prevail
To taste thy love divine.
14 Within thy churches, Lord,
I long to find my place,
Thy pow'r and glory to behold,
And feel thy quick'ning grace.
15 Since thou hast been my help,
To thee my spirit flies,
And on thy watchful providence,
My cheerful hope relies.
16 The shadow of thy wings
My soul in Fafety keeps;
I follow where my father leads,
And he supports my steps.
Scripture: Psalm 63 Languages: English
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