"I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills, from whence
cometh my help."
O Sion's hill I lift my eyes,
From thence expecting aid;
From Sion's hill, and Sion's God,
Who heaven and earth has made.
2 He will not let thy foot be moved,
Thy guardian will not sleep;
Behold, the God who slumbers not
Will favour'd Israel keep.
3 Shelter'd beneath th' Almighty's wings,
Thou shalt securely rest,
Where neither sun nor moon shall thee
By day or night molest.
4 At home, abroad, in peace, in war,
Thy God shall thee defend;
Conduct thee through life's pilgrimage,
Safe to thy journey's end.
"There remaineth therefore a rest for the people
HERE is a blessèd home
Beyond this land of woe,
Where trials never come,
Nor tears of sorrow flow;
Where faith is lost in sight,
And patient hope is crown'd,
And everlasting light
Its glory throws around.
2 There is a land of peace,
Good angels know it well;
Glad songs that never cease
Within its portals swell:
Around its glorious throne
Ten thousand saints adore
Christ, with the Father One,
And Spirit, evermore.
30 joy all joys beyond,
To see the Lamb who died,
And count each sacred wound
In hands and feet and side;
To give to him the praise
Of every triumph won,
And sing through endless days
The great things he hath done.
4 Look up, ye saints of God,
Nor fear to tread below
The path your Saviour trod
Of daily toil and woe;
Wait but a little while
In uncomplaining love,
His own most gracious smile
Shall welcome you above.
"Walk before me, and be thou perfect."
NORTH in thy name, O Lord, I go,
My daily labour to pursue;
Thee, only thee, resolved to know,
In all I think, or speak, or do.
2 The task thy wisdom hath assigned
O let me cheerfully fulfil;
In all my works thy presence find,
And prove thy good and perfect will.
3 Thee may I set at my right hand,
Whose eyes my inmost substance see;
And labour on at thy command,
And offer all my works to thee.
4 Give me to bear thy easy yoke,
And every moment watch and pray;
And still to things eternal look,
And hasten to thy glorious day.
5 Fain would I still for thee employ
Whate'er thy bounteous grace hath given,
Would run my course with even joy,
And closely walk with thee to heaven.
"Whoso dwelleth under the defence of the Most High,
shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty."
E that has God his guardian made
Shall under the Almighty's shade
Secure and undisturb'd abide:
Thus to my soul of him I'll say,
He is my fortress and my stay,
My God, in whom I will confide.
2 His tender love and watchful care
Shall free thee from the fowler's snare
And from the noisome pestilence;
He over thee his wings shall spread,
And cover thy unguarded head;
His truth shall be thy strong defence.
3 Because, with well-placed confidence,
Thou mak'st the Lord thy sure defence,
Thy refuge, even God most high;
Therefore no ill on thee shall come,
Nor to thy heaven-protected home
Shall overwhelming plagues draw nigh.
"O God, thou art my God; early will I seek thee."
GOD, my gracious God, to thee
My morning prayers shall offer'd be,
For thee my thirsty soul doth pant;
My fainting flesh implores thy grace,
As in a dry and barren place,
Where I refreshing waters want.
2 0 to my longing eyes once more
That view of glorious power restore,
Which thy majestic house displays :
Because to me thy wondrous love
Than life itself does nearer prove,
My lips shall always speak thy praise.
3 My life, while I that life enjoy,
In blessing God I will employ,
With lifted hands adore his name:
As with its choicest food supplied,
My soul shall be full satisfied,
While I with joy his praise proclaim.
4 When down I lie, sweet sleep to find,
Thou, Lord, art present to my mind,
And when I wake in dead of night,
Because thou still dost succour bring,
Beneath the shadow of thy wing
I rest with safety and delight.
"Thou knowest my down-sitting and mine up-rising."
P to the hills I lift mine eyes,
The eternal hills beyond the skies;
Thence all her help my soul derives,
There my almighty refuge lives.
2 He lives-the everlasting God,
That built the world, that spread the flood;
The heavens with all their hosts he made,
And the dark regions of the dead.
3 He guides our feet, he guards our way;
His morning smiles bless all the day:
He spreads the evening veil, and keeps
The silent hours while Israel sleeps.
4 Israel, a name divinely blest,
May rise secure, securely rest;
Thy holy Guardian's wakeful eyes
Admit no slumber nor surprise.
"Except the Lord build the house, their labour is
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but lost that build it.
E build with fruitless cost, unless
The Lord the pile sustain;
Unless the Lord the city keep,
The watchman wakes in vain.
2 In vain we rise before the day,
And late to rest repair,
Allow no respite to our toil,
And eat the bread of care.
3 Supplies of life, with ease to them,
He on his saints bestows;
He crowns their labours with success,
Their nights with safe repose.
"Our eyes wait upon the Lord our God."
HEN I can trust my all with God,
In trial's fearful hour,
Bow, all resign'd, beneath his rod,
And bless his chastening power,
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