No. 1.
God is my strong salvation,
What foe have I to fear?
In darkness and temptation,
My light, my help is near:
Though hosts encamp around me,
Firm to the fight I stand;
What terror can confound me,
With God at my right hand?
Place on the Lord reliance,
My soul, with courage wait;
His truth be thine affiance,
When faint and desolate:
His might thine heart shall strengthen,
His love thy joy increase;
Mercy thy days shall lengthen;
— The Lord will give thee peace.
No. 2.
O NE thing, with all my soul's desire,
I sought and will pursue;
What thine own Spirit doth inspire,
Lord! for thy servant do.
Grant me within thy courts a place,
Among thy saints a seat,
For ever to behold thy face,
And worship at thy feet: —
In thy pavilion to abide,
When storms of trouble blow,
And in thy tabernacle hide,
Secure from every foe.
" Seek ye my face; " — without delay,
When thus I hear Thee speak,
My heart would leap for joy, and say,
" Thy face, Lord, will I seek. "
Then leave me not when griefs assail,
And earthly comforts flee;
When father, mother, kindred fail,
My God! remember me.
Oft had I fainted, and resign'd
Of every hope my hold,
But mine afflictions brought to mind
Thy benefits of old.
Wait on the Lord, with courage wait;
My soul! disdain to fear;
The righteous Judge is at the gate,
And thy redemption near.
God is my strong salvation,
What foe have I to fear?
In darkness and temptation,
My light, my help is near:
Though hosts encamp around me,
Firm to the fight I stand;
What terror can confound me,
With God at my right hand?
Place on the Lord reliance,
My soul, with courage wait;
His truth be thine affiance,
When faint and desolate:
His might thine heart shall strengthen,
His love thy joy increase;
Mercy thy days shall lengthen;
— The Lord will give thee peace.
No. 2.
O NE thing, with all my soul's desire,
I sought and will pursue;
What thine own Spirit doth inspire,
Lord! for thy servant do.
Grant me within thy courts a place,
Among thy saints a seat,
For ever to behold thy face,
And worship at thy feet: —
In thy pavilion to abide,
When storms of trouble blow,
And in thy tabernacle hide,
Secure from every foe.
" Seek ye my face; " — without delay,
When thus I hear Thee speak,
My heart would leap for joy, and say,
" Thy face, Lord, will I seek. "
Then leave me not when griefs assail,
And earthly comforts flee;
When father, mother, kindred fail,
My God! remember me.
Oft had I fainted, and resign'd
Of every hope my hold,
But mine afflictions brought to mind
Thy benefits of old.
Wait on the Lord, with courage wait;
My soul! disdain to fear;
The righteous Judge is at the gate,
And thy redemption near.
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