Poem April 25, 1901 Issue

Verses from the Eighty-sixth Psalm

BY G. P. NICOLAI.

Bow down thine ear, O Lord,
And hear my humble prayer;
I poor and needy am,
And ever need thy care.

Preserve me from all fear
Of any seeming foe;
That thou, O God, art ever near,
Thy mercies daily show.

Teach me thy way to know,
That I may walk therein.
Unite my heart and voice in praise—
Forsaking every sin.

I'll praise thee, O my God,
With all my heart and voice;
And ever glorify thy name
And in thy Love rejoice.

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