Isaac Watts, 1674-1748
'Twas in the watches of the night|
I thought upon thy power,
I kept thy lovely face in sight
Amidst the darkest hour.
2. My flesh lay resting on my bed,
3. My spirit labors up thine hill,
4. Thy mercy stretches o'er my head|
The shadow of thy wings;
My heart rejoices in thine aid,
My tongue awakes and sings.
5. But the destroyers of my peace
6. Thy sword shall give my foes to death,
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