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Psalm 25
The Psalms of David Imitated · Isaac Watts
Psalm 25:1. 1-11. First Part. Waiting for pardon and direction.
1 I Lift my soul to God,
My trust is in his name;
Let not my foes that seek my blood
Still triumph in my shame.
2 Sin and the powers of hell
Persuade me to despair;
Lord, make me know thy covenant well,
That I may 'scape the snare.
3 From the first dawning light
Till the dark evening rise,
For thy salvation, Lord, I wait
With ever-longing eyes.
4 Remember all thy grace,
And lead me in thy truth;
Forgive the sins of riper days,
And follies of my youth.
5 The Lord is just and kind,
The meek shall learn his ways;
And every humble sinner find
The methods of his grace.
6 For his own goodness' sake
He saves my soul from shame;
He pardons (tho' my guilt be great)
Thro' my Redeemer's name.
Psalm 25:2. 12 14 10 13. Second Part. Divine instruction.
1 Where shall the man be found
That fears t' offend his God,
That loves the gospel's joyful sound,
And trembles at the rod?
2 The Lord shall make him know
The secrets of his heart,
The wonders of his covenant show,
And all his love impart.
3 The dealings of his hand
Are truth and mercy still
With such as to his covenant stand,
And love to do his will.
4 Their souls shall dwell at ease
Before their Maker's face,
Their seed shall taste the promises,
In their extensive grace.
Psalm 25:3. 15-22. Third Part. Distress of soul; or, Backsliding and desertion.
1 Mine eyes and my desire
Are ever to the Lord;
I love to plead his promises,
And rest upon his word.
2 Turn, turn thee to my soul,
Bring thy salvation near:
When will thy hand release my feet
Out of the deadly snare?
3 When shall the sovereign grace
Of my forgiving God
Restore me from those dangerous ways
My wandering feet have trod?
4 The tumult of my thoughts
Doth but enlarge my woe;
My spirit languishes, my heart
Is desolate and low.
5 With every morning light
My sorrow new begins;
Look on my anguish and my pain,
And pardon all my sins.
PAUSE.
6 Behold the hosts of hell
How cruel is their hate!
Against my life they rise, and join
Their fury with deceit.
7 O keep my soul from death,
Nor put my hope to shame,
For I have plac'd my only trust
In my Redeemer's name.
8 With humble faith I wait
To see thy face again;
Of Israel it shall ne'er be said,
"He sought the Lord in vain."