Let my prayer be set before You as incense,
The lifting up of my hands as the evening sacrifice

Let my prayer be set before You as incense,
The lifting up of my hands as the evening sacrifice
Deliver me, O Lord, from evil men;
Preserve me from violent men
‘Twas from thy hand, my God, I came,
A work of such a curious frame
In me thy fearful wonders shine,
And each proclaims thy skill divine
Lord, thou hast searched and seen me through,
Thine eye commands with piercing view
My rising and my resting hours,
My heart and flesh with all their powers.
I will praise You, for [g]I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
Marvelous are Your works,
And that my soul knows very well.
To God I cried when troubles rose;
He heard me, and subdued my foes;
He did my rising fears control,
And strength diffused through all my soul.
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.
By the rivers of Babylon,
There we sat down, yea, we wept
When we remembered Zion
Give thanks to God the sovereign Lord;
His mercies still endure;
And be the King of kings adored;
His truth is ever sure.
Oh, give thanks to the God of heaven!
For His mercy endures forever
Great is the Lord, and works unknown
Are his divine employ;
But still his saints are near his throne,
His treasure and his joy.
Praise the Lord because he is so good; sing to his wonderful name.