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Psalm xvi.
O! bright and happy is my lot,
And sweet the path of life to me;
All praise to thee, eternal King!
Whose favor fixed the fair decree.
And sweet the path of life to me;
All praise to thee, eternal King!
Whose favor fixed the fair decree.
He guides me through the busy day,
And through the long and lonely night;
Fills me with hope and holy joy,
And guards me with his matchless might.
And through the long and lonely night;
Fills me with hope and holy joy,
And guards me with his matchless might.
My mind, in all I act or plan,
Looks to my God, and his commands;
And, to uphold my feeble steps,
Protector, by my side, he stands.
Looks to my God, and his commands;
And, to uphold my feeble steps,
Protector, by my side, he stands.
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My heart shall beat with grateful joy,
My ready tongue thy praise proclaim;
For thy benignant grace shall still
Preserve and bless this mortal frame.
My ready tongue thy praise proclaim;
For thy benignant grace shall still
Preserve and bless this mortal frame.
And thou this warm, aspiring soul,
That breathes its humble vows to thee,
From hell's dread gloom wilt kindly save,
And from the grave's corruption free.
That breathes its humble vows to thee,
From hell's dread gloom wilt kindly save,
And from the grave's corruption free.
Thou the bright way to heaven wilt show,
Thy blissful courts the just receive,
Thine hand bestow celestial joys
No tongue can tell, no heart conceive.
Thy blissful courts the just receive,
Thine hand bestow celestial joys
No tongue can tell, no heart conceive.
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