25 (2)	Psalm 25 Version 2 (vv 15-22)	SM
	MINE eyes and my desire    Are ever to the Lord; I love to plead His promises,     And rest upon His Word.
2	When shall the sovereign grace     Of my forgiving God, Restore me from those dangerous ways     My wandering feet have trod?
3	The tumult of my thoughts     Doth but enlarge my woe; My spirit languishes: my heart     Is desolate and low.
4	O keep my soul from death,     Nor put my hope to shame; For I have placed my only trust     In my Redeemer’s name.
5	With humble faith I wait     To see Thy face again; Believing that Thy blood-bought saints     Shall never trust in vain.
	Isaac Watts, 1674-1748