LORD, when I worship in Thy courts,
And heap Thine altar's fire,
Pure hands I'll bring, by harm unstain'd,
And pure each heart's desire ;
That so the inward joy of praise
My willing lips may move,
And I to list ning saints may tell
The wonders of Thy love.
Lord, I have lov'd Thy chosen home,
That doth all homes excel;
The place, where Thy fair majesty
And awful beauty dwell.
Still will I walk with heart sincere ;
Do Thou, whene'er I stray,
Restore me, and with mercy guide
In Thine eternal way.
PSALM XXVII. (PART 1.)
GOD is my light: I will not fear,
Though all around be dark and drear;
God is my health: while He is nigh,
Far off shall harm and danger fly.
Though camping hosts my home invade,
My heart shall wait them undismay'd;
Though war's loud terrors range abroad,
My soul shall rest its hope on God.
One boon alone my need requires,
One grace from God my heart desires:
Since I have known the joy of pray'r,
And stood within Thy temple fair,
That in those courts I still may live,
While Thou the breath of life shalt give,
In beauty there and sanctity
To meditate and walk with Thee.
There hid in Thy pavilion blest,
My troubled soul shall find its rest;
Close hid, and proof to every shock,
As on th' unseen Eternal Rock.
HEAR, Lord, my pray'r, in mercy hear;
Whene'er I heard Thy warning near,
"Seek ye My face," I caught the word;
Lo! now I seek Thy face, O Lord.
Hide not that face, whose grace I pray;
Cast not my pray'r in wrath away;
Let not my soul forsaken be,
God of my help and health, by Thee.
When my dear father, mother dear,
Forsake me, Thou wilt be more near,
And Thine eternal arms above
Spread o'er me with a mightier love.
O let Thy truth with me be found
To guard my steps, for foes are round;
Plain be my path, nor let me stray,
Lur'd from true wisdom's simple way.
O patient wait on God; be strong,
Tho' righteous judgment tarry long:
The comfort of His healing pow'r
Thine heart shall cheer: but wait His hour
LORD, my Rock, to Thee I cry,
Hear the voice of my complaining:
Lest, if Thou my suit deny,
Through rebuke of Thy disdaining,
I become as those that die.
Hear me, ere my life be gone,
Where I kneel, my heart out-pouring In the place where Thou art known, Where the cherub-forms adoring Bend around Thy mercy-throne.
Lord, on Whom my hope relied,
When I pour'd my heart before Thee,
Be Thy mercy magnified;
Let my grateful songs adore Thee
For the help Thy love supplied.
Mighty God, my shield in war,
Strength in weakness, hope in sadness,
Great as Thy dear mercies are
Is my heart's exulting gladness,
Hymning forth Thy praise afar.
SONS of God, ye peers of light,
Mighty in your Maker's might,
To the God by Whom ye live,
Worship, strength, and glory give.
Give to Him, the Good and True,
Honour, praise, and service due,
Where for ever, as ye bless,
Beauty waits on holiness.
In the temple of Heav'n's King
Thousand tongues His glory sing,
He, Whose pow'r the flood restrains,
God as King for ever reigns.
Yea, He lives and reigns alone :
From His firm abiding throne
He His people shall increase,
Arm with strength, and bless with peace.
IN Thee, O Lord, I trust;
Defend my truth from shame:
Redeem me with Thy love and pow'r,
For Thy most righteous Name.
Bow down Thy gracious ear,
And speedy succour send:
Be Thou my rock and fortress-tow'r,
To shelter and defend.
Thou art my fort and rock,
My strength in danger tried:
Thou, for Thy great and glorious Name,
My steps wilt ever guide.
O draw me from the snare Which foes have closely laid: Thou art my might and fortitude, My only hope and aid.
To Thy protecting hand
My spirit I resign;
Thou hast redeem'd me, Lord of truth,
And I am wholly Thine.
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