PSALM 16. v. 1–8. First Part. (C. M.) Support and Counsel from God without Merit.
I
Save me, O Lord, from every foe,
In thee my trust I place,
Tho' all the good that I can do
Can ne'er deserve thy grace.
II
Yet if my God prolong my breath,
The saints may profit by't;
The saints the glory of the earth,
The men of my delight.
III
Let heathens to their idols haste,
And worship wood or stone;
But my delightful lot is cast
Where the true God is known.
IV
His hand provides my constant food,
He fills my daily cup;
Much am I pleas'd with present good,
But more rejoice in hope.
V
God is my portion and my joy,
His counsels are my light;
He gives me sweet advice by day,
And gentle hints by night.
VI
My soul would all her thoughts approve
To his all-seeing eye;
Not death, nor hell my hope shall move,
While such a friend is nigh.
