In thee I put my steadfast trust, Lord, let me not be put to shame

In thee I put my steadfast trust, Lord, let me not be put to shame

Adapter: Francis Hopkinson
Tune: [Sure wicked fools, devoid of shame]
Published in 1 hymnal

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1 In thee I put my stedfast Trust,
LORD, let me not be put to Shame;
Incline thine Ear, and save my Soul,
For great and righteous is thy Name:
To thee, for Help I will resort,
For thou art still my Rock and Fort.

2 From cruel and ungodly Men,
Protect my Soul and set me free;
For thou my early Youth till now,
My constant Hope hath been in thee:
Thy Care did safely guard my infant Days,
And brought me forth to sing thy Praise.

3 While some on me with Wonder gaze,
Thy Hand unseen supports me still;
Thy Honour therefore, and thy Praise,
My Mouth with grateful Joy shall fill:
Then cast me not, O LORD, away,
Tho' Strength and Vigour should decay.

4 My Foes against my Fame, and me,
With never ceasing Malice speak;
Against my Soul they lay their Snares,
And mutual Council daily take:
"On GOD, say they, he did rely;
'Now take him whilst no Help is nigh."

5 But thou, my GOD, withdraw not far,
On thee for speedy Help I call;
To Shame and Ruin bring my Foes,
Who seek with Craft to work my Fall:
And I, who still on thee depend,
My Time to come in Praise will spend:

Part II

6 Thy righteous Acts and saving Health,
My Mouth shall evermore declare;
Unable yet to sum them all,
Tho' counted o'er with utmost Care:
LORD, in thy Strength I will go on,
And trust thy Righteousness alone.

7 Thou, Lord, hast taught me from my Youth,
To bless and praise thy glorious Name;
And ever since thy wond'rous Works
Have been with Joy my constant Theme.
On them I will with Pleasure dwell,
And to the world thy Goodness tell.

8 Then now forsake me not, when I
With Age am grey and feeble grown;
'Till I to these and future Times,
Thy Strength and mighty Pow'r have shown,
For I thy Mercy will proclaim,
And spread abroad thy glorious Name.

9 How high thy Justice soars, O GOD!
How very great and wond'rous are
The mighty Works which Thou hast done?
O LORD! who can with Thee compare?
Altho' thy Hand hath me oppress'd,
Yet shall my Woes be all redress'd.

10 Thro' thee, my Time to come, shall be
With growing Pow'r and Greatness crown'd;
And me who dismal Years have past,
Thy lasting comforts shall surround:
Therefore my Harp and Voice I'll raise,
To Jacob's GOD, in Songs of Praise.

11 Then grateful Joy shall fill my Mouth
And chearful Hymns employ my Voice;
My thankful Soul, by thee redeem'd,
Shall in thy Strength and Pow'r rejoice;
My tongue thy Justice shall proclaim,
Because thou brought'st my Foes to Shame,

Adapter: Francis Hopkinson

Francis Hopkinson; grad. College of Philadelphia with master’s degree; studied law and passed Pa. bar; opened conveyancer’s office in Philadelphia; musical and literary talent; prolific writer who frequently used pen name, A. B. LOC Name Authority Files Go to person page >

Text Information

First Line: In thee I put my steadfast trust, Lord, let me not be put to shame
Adapter: Francis Hopkinson
Source: Tate and Brady's New Version, "In thee I put my steadfast trust"
Language: English
Publication Date: 1767
Copyright: This text in in the public domain in the United States because it was published before 1923.



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