3. He like a tree shall thrive,
With waters near the root;
Fresh as the leaf his name shall live,
His works are heavenly fruit.
4. Not so th’ ungodly race,
They no such blessings find;
Their hopes shall flee like empty chaff
Before the driving wind.
5. How will they bear to stand
Before that judgment-seat
Where all the saints at Christ’s right hand
In full assembly meet?
6. He knows and He approves
The way the righteous go;
But sinners and their works shall meet
A dreadful overthrow.
Isaac Watts, 1719.
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O that the Lord would guide my ways
To keep His statutes still!
O that my God would grant me grace
To know and do His will!
2. Order my footsteps by Thy Word
And make my heart sincere;
Let sin have no dominion, Lord,
But keep my conscience clear.
3. Assist my soul, too apt to stray,
A stricter watch to keep;
And should I e’er forget Thy way,
Restore Thy wandering sheep.
4. Make me to walk in Thy commands,—
’Tis a delightful road,—
Nor let my head or heart or hands
Offend against my God.
Isaac Watts, 1719, a.
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7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 8
God, from all eternity
In Thy Son Thou didst elect me;
Therefore, Father, graciously
In my course to heaven direct me;
Send to me Thy Holy Spirit
That His gifts I may inherit.
2. Though alive, I’m dead in sin,
To all good things lost by nature;
Holy Ghost, change me within,
Make of me a new-born creature;
For the flesh deserves damnation
And can never gain salvation.
3. Drive away the gloomy night
Of my sinful meditation;
Quench all thoughts that are not right,
Reason hold in limitation;
Grant that I from Thee with yearning
Wisdom always may be learning.
4. All desires and thoughts of mine,
From my youth, are only evil;
Save me by Thy power divine
From myself and from the devil;
Give me strength in ample measure,
Both to will and do Thy pleasure.
5. Such a heart create in me,
That in Thee, O God, believing,
At the base iniquity
Of my sins I may be grieving;
And when hours of woe betide me,
In the wounds of Jesus hide me.
6. As a branchlet in the Vine,
In my blessed Lord, implant me;
Ever of my Head divine
To remain a member grant me;
Oh, let Him, my Lord and Savior,
Be my Life and Love forever!
7. Faith and hope and charity
Graciously, O Father, give me;
Be my Guardian constantly
That no devil e’er may grieve me;
Grant me humbleness and gladness,
Peace and patience in my sadness.
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