|
|
| |
|
Oh Lord I would submissive lie,
Beneath thy footstool, near thine eye ;
There wait till thou thy grace display,
And turn my darkness into day.
I 'll rest upon the powerful arm,
Secure from danger and alarm ;
To thee lift up my longing eyes,
For fresh supports and fresh supplies.
If thou shouldst bid me go away,
How, dearest Lord could I obey?
Were I to perish, there I 'd be,
And put my trust alone in thee.
To merit, I make no pretense,
Nor dare I plead for pardon thence ;
’Tis boundless love and sovereign grace
Provide my soul a hiding place.
"I`is on thy gracious smiles I live,
From thee my hopes and joys derive ;
When enemies beset me round,
In thee, oh Lord, my help is found.
Be gone, tormenting doubts and fears,
God hears my voice, and sees my tears ;
His mercy 's sure, though often late,
His promise is to ‘those who wait.’?
|
marker 99
|
LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
|
Hymn/Song Book
|
Year
|
Song #
|
| 1818 | # 451 |
MUSIC
|
Name:
|
MELCOMBE
|
|
Meter:
|
8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
|
|
Writer(s):
|
|
|
Dates:
|
1782
|
LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
|
Hymn/Song Book
|
Song #
|
Key
|
| # 1 | No key | | # 520 | D | | # 520 | D | | # 4 | D | | # 75 | E | | # 927 | E | | # 155 | E | | # 273 | E | | # 347 | E | | # 356 | E | | # 161 | Eb | | # 268 | Eb | | # 678 | Eb | | # 40 | Eb | | # 219 | Eb | | # 253 | Eb | | # 303 | Eb | | # 363 | Eb | | # 394 | Eb | | # 597 | Eb | | # 80 | No key | | # 328 | No key | | # 17 | F |
echo ' | ';
|
Hymn Writer
