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" Lead us not into Temptation" 245
CCXXXIII.
Psalm CXXI.
Up 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.
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.
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.
Israel, a name divinely blest, May rise secure, securely rest; Thy holy Guardian's wakeful eyes Admit no slumber nor surprise.
No sun shall smite thy head by day, Nor the pale moon with sickly ray Shall blast thy couch ; no baleful star Dart his malignant fire so far.
Should earth and hell with malice burn, Still thou shalt go, and still return, Safe in the Lord ; His heavenly care Defends thy life from every snare.
On thee foul spirits have no power ; And, in thy last departing hour, Angels, that trace the airy road, Shall bear thee homeward to thy God.
Isaac Watts. 1719. |
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