Psalm 31:1 First Part [Into Thine Hand, O God Of Truth] by Isaac Watts

Psalm 31:1. 5 13-19 22 23. First Part
Deliverance from death.

Into thine hand, O God of truth,
My spirit I commit;
Thou hast redeem’d my soul from death,
And sav’d me from the pit.

The passions of my hope and fear
Maintain’d a doubtful strife,
While sorrow, pain, and sin conspir’d
To take away my life.

“My times are in thine hand,” I cry’d,
“Tho’ I draw near the dust;”
Thou art the refuge where I hide,
The God in whom I trust.

O make thy reconciled face
Upon thy servant shine,
And save me for thy mercy’s sake,
For I’m entirely thine.

PAUSE.

[‘Twas in my haste, my spirit said,
“I must despair and die,
“I am cut off before thine eyes;”
But thou hast heard me cry.]

Thy goodness how divinely free!
How wondrous is thy grace
To those that fear thy majesty,
And trust thy promises!

O love the Lord, all ye his saints,
And sing his praises loud;
He’ll bend his ear to your complaints,
And recompense the proud.

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