Scripture Verse

Because He is at my right hand, I shall not be moved. Psalm 16:8


Isaac Watts (1674–1748)

Words: Is­aac Watts, The Psalms of Da­vid 1719. Cour­age in death, and hope of the re­sur­rec­tion.

Music: Grace Church Ig­naz J. Pley­el, 1815 (🔊 pdf nwc).

Ignaz J. Pleyel (1757–1831)


When God is nigh, my faith is strong;
His arm is my al­migh­ty prop:
Be glad, my heart; re­joice, my tongue;
My dy­ing flesh shall rest in hope.

Though in the dust I lay my head,
Yet, gra­cious God, Thou wilt not leave
My soul for ev­er with the dead,
Nor lose Thy child­ren in the grave.

My flesh shall Thy first call ob­ey,
Shake off the dust, and rise on high;
Then shalt Thou lead the won­drous way
Up to Thy throne above the sky.

There streams of end­less plea­sures flow;
And full dis­cov­er­ies of Thy grace
(Which we but tast­ed here be­low)
Spread heav’n­ly joys through all the place.