EN 1112 Great God, Indulge My Humble Claim
Ps.63.4
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Great God, indulge my humble claim,
Thou art my hope, my joy, my rest;
The glories that compose Thy Name
Stand all engaged to make me blest.
2
Thou great and good, thou just and wise,
Thou art my Father and my God;
And I am Thine by sacred ties;
Thy son, Thy servant, bought with blood.
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With heart, and eyes, and lifted hands,
For Thee I long, to Thee I look,
As travelers in thirsty lands
Pant for the cooling water brook.
4
With early feet I love t’ appear
Among Thy saints, and seek Thy face;
Oft have I seen Thy glory there,
And felt the power of sovereign grace.
5
Not fruits nor wines that tempt our taste,
Nor all the joys our senses know,
Could make me so divinely blest,
Or raise my cheerful passions so.
6
My life itself without Thy love
No taste of pleasure could afford;
’Twould but a tiresome burden prove,
If I were banished from the Lord.
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Amidst the wakeful hours of night,
When busy cares afflict my head,
One thought of Thee gives new delight,
And adds refreshment to my bed.
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I’ll lift my hands, I’ll raise my voice,
While I have breath to pray or praise;
This work shall make my heart rejoice,
And spend the remnant of my days.

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