Psalm 5
Words: Isaac Watts
For the Lord's Day morning.
1 Lord, in the morning thou shalt hear
My voice ascending high;
To thee will I direct my prayer,
To thee lift up mine eye;
2 Up to the hills where Christ is gone
To plead for all his saints,
Presenting at his Father's throne
Our songs and our complaints.
3 Thou art a God, before whose sight
The wicked shall not stand;
Sinners shall ne'er be thy delight,
Nor dwell at thy right hand.
4 But to thy house will I resort,
To taste thy mercies there;
I will frequent thine holy court,
And worship in thy fear.
5 O may thy Spirit guide my feet
In ways of righteousness!
Make ev'ry path of' duty straight,
And plain before my face.
PAUSE.
6 My watchful enemies combine
To tempt my feet astray;
They flatter, with a base design
To make my soul their prey.
7 Lord, crush the serpent in the dust,
And all his plots destroy;
While those that in thy mercy trust,
For ever shout for joy.
8 The men that love and fear thy name
Shall see their hopes fulfilled;
The mighty God will compass them
With favor as a shield.