Psalm 16:2. Second Part [How Fast Their Guilt And Sorrows Rise] by Isaac Watts

Christ’s all-sufficiency.

How fast their guilt and sorrows rise
Who haste to seek some idol god!
I will not taste their sacrifice,
Their offerings of forbidden blood.

My God provides a richer cup,
And nobler food to live upon;
He for my life has offer’d up
Jesus, his best beloved Son.

His love is my perpetual feast;
By day his counsels guide me right;
And be his name for ever blest,
Who gives me sweet advice by night.

I set him still before mine eyes;
At my right hand he stands prepar’d
To keep my soul from all surprise,
And be my everlasting guard.

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