65	Psalm 65	LM
	PRAISE, Lord, for Thee, in Zion waits;    Prayer shall besiege Thy temple gates; All flesh shall to Thy throne repair, And find, through Christ, salvation there.
2	Our spirits faint, our sins prevail; Leave not our trembling hearts to fail: O Thou that hearest prayer, descend, And still be found the sinner’s Friend.
3	How blest Thy saints! how safely led! How surely kept! how richly fed! Saviour of all in earth and sea, How happy they who rest in Thee!
4	Thy hand sets fast the mighty hills, Thy voice the troubled ocean stills; Evening and morning hymn Thy praise, And all the earth Thy power displays.
5	Lord, on our souls Thine influence pour; The moral waste within restore; O, let Thy love our springtide be, And make us all bear fruit to Thee.
	Henry Francis Lyte, 1793-1847