71 (1) | Psalm 71 Version 1 | CM | |
MY Saviour and almighty Friend, When I begin to praise, It seems Thy mercies have no end! I’m overwhelmed by grace. |
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2 | Thou art my everlasting trust, Thy goodness I adore; And since I knew Thy kindness first, I speak Thy praises more. |
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3 | Still has my life new wonders seen Repeated year by year; I view the days that yet remain, And trust them to Thy care. |
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4 | I’ll sound Thy praises all the length Of this my pilgrim road, And speak with boldness in Thy strength Of my Redeemer God. |
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5 | Cast me not off when strength declines, And life’s last trials arise; But round me make Thy glory shine Till this Thy servant dies. |
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6 | Awake, my soul, thy fervent powers, To such a glorious song, Which floods with joy the darkest hours, And moves thee all day long. |
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Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 |