Scripture Verse

Preserve me, O God, for in Thee do I put my trust. Psalm 16:1

Introduction

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Isaac Watts
(1674–1748)

Words: Is­aac Watts, The Psalms of Da­vid 1719. Con­fes­sion of our po­ver­ty, and saints the best com­pa­ny; or, good works pro­fit men, not God.

Music: An­twerp Will­iam Small­wood, 1876 (🔊 pdf nwc).

If you know where to get a good pho­to of Smallwood (head-and-shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els), would you ?

Lyrics

Preserve me, Lord, in time of need;
For succor to Thy throne I flee,
But have no merits there to plead;
My goodness cannot reach to Thee.

Oft have my heart and tongue confessed
How empty and how poor I am;
My praise can never make Thee blest,
Nor add new glories to Thy name.

Yet, Lord, Thy saints on earth may reap
Some profit by the good we do;
These are the company I keep,
These are the choicest friends I know.

Let others choose the songs of mirth
To give a relish to their wine;
I love the men of heav’nly birth,
Whose thoughts and language are divine.