Though I walk in the midst of trouble, You will revive me;
You will stretch out Your hand
Against the wrath of my enemies,
And Your right hand will save me.
Oh, give thanks to the God of heaven!
For His mercy endures forever
Praise the Lord because he is so good; sing to his wonderful name.
Behold, bless the Lord,
All you servants of the Lord
A song for the fifth of November Isaac Watts Had not the Lord, may Isr’el say,Had not the Lord maintained our side,When men, to make our lives a prey,Rose like the swelling of the tide; The swelling tide had stopped our breath,So fiercely did the […]
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 […]