By A Collection of Hymns

      8s & 6s. Psalm xvi.
      1 O LORD, thy faithful servant save,
      Faith in thy name thou know'st I have;
      My soul hath called thee mine:
      My good cannot to thee extend,
      My good did first from thee descend,
      And all I have is thine.

      2 The Lord himself my portion is;
      Thou reachest out my cup of bliss,
      And wilt no more remove;
      My fair inheritance thou art;
      The needful thing, the better part,
      I find in perfect love.

      3 The Lord I will for ever bless;
      The Counsellor and Prince of peace,
      He teaches me his will;
      He doth with nightly pains chastise,
      And makes me to salvation wise
      By every scourge I feel.

      4 Him have I set before my face,
      The pardoning God of boundless grace,
      Of everlasting love;
      By faith I always see him stand,
      And with him placed on my right hand
      I never shall remove.

      5 Wherefore my heart doth now rejoice;
      I wait to hear thy quickening voice;
      My flesh exults in hope;
      Thou wilt not leave me in the grave;
      Sure confidence in thee I have
      That thou wilt raise me up.

      6 Thou wilt the path of life display,
      And lead me in thyself the way,
      Till all thy grace is given:
      Fulness of joy with thee there is;
      Thy presence makes the perfect bliss,
      And where thou art is heaven.