PSALM I.
(3rd Version)
Uphold me, Lord, too prone to stray,
Uphold me in Thy narrow way ;
From sin and sorrow bid me flee,
And turn from all who turn from Thee.
The cloud and pillar of Thy Word,
My comfort be, my guide, O Lord ;
By day, by night, at hand to bless,
And lead me through the wilderness!
So shall I flourish like a tree,
Planted, and watched, and nursed by Thee,
With streams of grace around its roots,
And bending low with holy fruits.
So shall I go from light to light,
Till prayer is praise, and faith is sight ;
And while the sinner's doom I see,
Adore the grace that rescued me!
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