Lift up your hands by morning light,
And send your souls on high;
Raise your admiring thoughts by night
Above the starry sky.
Behold, bless the Lord,
All you servants of the Lord
Holiness and Comfort of the Word Isaac Watts Lord, I esteem thy judgments right,And all thy statutes just;Thence I maintain a constant fightWith every flatt’ring lust. Thy precepts often I survey;I keep thy law in sight,Through all the business of the day,To form my actions […]
O Lord, how great are Your works!
Your thoughts are very deep.