Psalm LXI. Long Metre. Safety in God

When overwhelm'd with pain and grief, Helpless and far from all relief, My heart within me sinks and dies, To God I lift my waiting eyes.

High on the rock, my footsteps rear, There let me stand unmov'd and hear, The storms which now around me beat, Roll harmless underneath my feet.

Thee, Lord, I seek whene'er my foes On mischief bent, my path enclose, Thou art, in ev'ry dang'rous hour, My stedfast hope, my strongest tower.

Remote from fear, within thy shrine, Thou, Lord, my dwelling shalt assign; Thy wings shall wrap me in their shade, For thou hast heard me, when I pray'd.

Safe in thy presence, let me stand, And share the blessings of thy hand; My dwelling let thy truth defend, Thy mercy on my steps attend.

So shall thy love awake my song, My voice the willing note prolong; Whilst warm'd with zeal, my vows I pay, And bless thee to my latest day.