|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.
|2||Thou art my everlasting trust,
Thy goodness I adore;
And since I knew Thy kindness first,
I speak Thy praises more.
|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.
|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.
|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.
|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.
|Isaac Watts, 1674-1748|