Lord, I have called daily upon You;
I have stretched out my hands to You.

Lord, I have called daily upon You;
I have stretched out my hands to You.
Glorious things are spoken of you,
O city of God!
Great is thy mercy, and my tongue
Shall those sweet wonders tell
O Lord, you are so good and kind, so ready to forgive, so full of mercy for all who ask your aid.
I will hear what God the Lord will speak,
For He will speak peace
To His people and to His saints
For the Lord God is a sun and shield;
The Lord will give grace and glory;
No good thing will He withhold
From those who walk uprightly.
O Lord of hosts,
Blessed is the man who trusts in You!
That they may know that You, whose name alone is the Lord,
Are the Most High over all the earth
They know not, Lord, nor will they know;
Dark are the ways in which they go;
Their name of earthly gods is vain,
For they shall fall and die like men
Restore us, O God of hosts; let thy face shine, that we may be saved!
Let children hear the mighty deeds
which God performed of old,
which in our younger years we saw
and which our fathers told.
…He led forth his own people like a flock, guiding them safely through the wilderness.
He kept them safe, so they were not afraid.
I’ll think again of all Thy ways,
And talk Thy wonders o’er;
Thy wonders of recovering grace,
When flesh could hope no more