Tune: Song 46
(\'Drop, drop, slow tears\')
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Slowing a pace, help us see you good grace
As we by faith humbly behold your face
Though cannot be seen, mortal view alone
But only through Christ, who does now atone
I dare not trust to my own righteousness
But sole in Christ, and my poor state confess
Confess my poverty, my sin, leave not
Lord, for without you \'tis unhappy lot
But comforted by your forgiveness, love
And eternal life through your Spirit, [the] dove
Psalm 61 v.4
Here I will bide, in your tabernacle
Will trust in the shelter of your wings all
Psalm 62 v.5
My soul, wait you only upon God true
My expectation, good He shall me do
Psalm 63 v.1
O God, early I seek you, thus I will
I long for you, satisfy my thirst still
Psalm 63 v.6
You I remember through life\'s nights and days
Meditate on you, give you worthy praise