The psalmist says, and so I love to see
His words, yet what the Spirit caused to be,
Inevitably delicately phrased;
And when he tells of Thee, I am amazed,
Lord Jesus, while his words apply to me,
But as for me I will confide in Thee,
While I see moral worth keenly appraised.
I will behold thy face in righteousness
And until then, when blessings are unmixed,
My heart is fixed, my God, my heart is fixed
And I sing psalms though things are bright or dim
For I confide in Christ, who came to bless:
Blessed are all who have their trust in him.