139 (4)	Psalm 139 Version 4 (from v 14)	CM
	WHEN I in awe and wonder stand    My being to survey, I marvel, Lord, and own Thy hand,     That formed my human clay.
2	Thy hand my heart and soul possessed     When unborn nature grew; Thy wisdom all my features traced,     And all my members drew.
3	My life in awe and wonder stands     The product of Thy skill; And hourly blessings from Thy hands     Thy thoughts of love reveal.
4	Lord, when I count Thy mercies o’er,     I’m humbled in surprise; Not all the sands that spread the shore     To equal numbers rise.
5	These, on my heart, by night I keep,     How kind, how dear to me! O may the hour of my last sleep     Find all my thoughts with Thee.
	Isaac Watts, 1674-1748