Psalm 63

Words: Brady and  Tate, A New Version of the Psalms of David

L.M.(888 888)

 1  O God, my gracious God, to thee
    my morning pray'rs shall offerdd be;
       For thee my thirsty soul doth pant:
    My fainting flesh implores thy grace,
    within the dry and barren place,
       Where I refreshing waters want. 
 2  O to my longing eyes once more
    that view of glorious pow'r restore
       Which thy majestic house displays:
 3  Because to me thy wondrous love
    than life itself does dearer prove,
       My lips shall always speak thy praise. 
 4  My life, while I that life enjoy,
    in blessing God I will employ,
       With lifted hands adore his Name
 5  My soul's content shall be as great
    as theirs who choicest dainties eat,
       While 1 with joy his praise proclaim. 
 6  When down I lie sweet sleep to find,
    thou, Lord, art present to my mind;
       And when I wake in dead of night:
 7  Because thou still dost succor bring,
    beneath the shadow of thy wing
       I rest with safety and delight. 
 8  My soul, when foes would me devou'r, 
    cleaves fast to thee, whose matchless pow'r
       In her support is daily shown:
 9  But those the righteous Lord Shall slay 
    that my destruction wish, and they
       That seek my life shall lose their own. 
11  They by untimely ends shall die,
    their flesh a prey to foxes lie;
       But God shall fill the king with joy:
    Who thee confess shall still rejoice,
    Whilst the false tongue, and lying voice
       Thou, Lord shalt silence and destroy.

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