Psalm 71 | Poetry Part I

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Psalm 71 Poem by Isaac Watts

My God, My Everlasting Hope

My God, my everlasting hope,
I live upon Thy truth;
Thine hands have held my childhood up,
And strengthened all my youth.

My flesh was fashioned by Thy power,
With all these limbs of mine;
And from my mother’s painful hour,
I’ve been entirely Thine.

Still has my life new wonders seen
Repeated every year;
Behold my days that yet remain,
I trust them to Thy care.

Cast me not off when strength declines,
When hoary hairs arise;
And round me let Thy glory shine,
Whene’er Thy servant dies.

Then in the history of my age,
When men review my days,
They’ll read Thy love in every page,
In every line Thy praise.


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