My God, In Whom Are All the Springs |
Isaac Watts, 1674-1748
My God, in whom are all the springs Of boundless love, and grace unknown, Hide me beneath thy spreading wings, Till the dark cloud is overblown.
2. Up to the heav'ns I send my cry,
3. Be thou exalted, O my God, | 4. My heart is fixed; my song shall raise Immortal honors to thy name; Awake, my tongue, to sound his praise, My tongue, the glory of my frame.
5. High o'er the earth his mercy reigns,
6. Be thou exalted, O my God, |