| 17 (2) | Psalm 17 Version 2 (vv 14-15) | LM | |
| WHAT sinners value, I resign: Lord, ’tis enough that Thou art mine; I shall behold Thy blissful face, And stand complete in righteousness. |
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| 2 | Life is a dream, an empty show; But that bright world to which I go Has joys substantial and sincere; When shall I wake in wonder there? |
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| 3 | O glorious hour! O blest abode! I shall be near and like my God; And flesh and sin no more control The sacred pleasures of my soul. |
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| 4 | My flesh shall slumber in the ground, Till the last trumpet’s joyful sound, Then burst its chains with sweet surprise, And in my Saviour’s image rise. |
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| Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 | |||