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O Lord! the guardian of my life!
To my request give ear:
Thou, who dost keep thy saints from harm,
Have mercy, Lord, and hear.
While worldly minds impatient grow
More prosperous times to see,
Still let the glories of thy face
Shine brightly, Lord, on me.
So shall my heart o’erflow with joy,
More lasting and more true
Than theirs, who stores of corn and wine
Successively renew.
Then down in peace I’ll lay my head,
And take my needful rest:
No other guard, O Lord! I need,
Of thy defence possessed.
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LYRICS
Meter:
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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Writer(s):
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Trans/Adapted:
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Dates:
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1929
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Bible Refs:
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Ps 4:1; Ps 4:6-9;
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echo ' | ';
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