I laid me down and slept; I awaked; for the Lord sustained me.@Psalm 3:5
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Isaac Watts (1674–1748)

Is­aac Watts, The Psalms of Da­vid 1719. A morn­ing psalm.

Hol­born Hill St. Al­ban’s Tune Book (🔊 pdf nwc).

O Lord, how many are my foes,
In this weak state of flesh and blood!
My peace they daily discompose,
But my defense and hope is God.

Tired with the burdens of the day,
To Thee I raised an evening cry:
Thou heard’st when I began to pray,
And Thine almighty help was nigh.

Supported by Thine heav’nly aid,
I laid me down, and slept secure:
Not death should make my heart afraid,
Though I should wake and rise no more.

But God sustained me all the night:
Salvation doth to God belong;
He raised my head to see the light,
And make His praise my morning song.