v.6-10 <br />C. M. <br />Midnight thoughts recollected. <br /> <br />'Twas in the watches of the night <br />I thought upon thy power, <br />I kept thy lovely face in sight <br />Amidst the darkest hour. <br /> <br />My flesh lay resting on my bed, <br />My soul arose on high: <br />"My God, my life, my hope," I said, <br />"Bring thy salvation nigh." <br /> <br />My spirit labors up thine hill, <br />And climbs the heav'nly road; <br />But thy right hand upholds me still, <br />While I pursue my God. <br /> <br />Thy mercy stretches o'er my head <br />The shadow of thy wings; <br />My heart rejoices in thine aid, <br />My tongue awakes and sings. <br /> <br />But the destroyers of my peace <br />Shall fret and rage in vain; <br />The tempter shall for ever cease, <br />And all my sins be slain. <br /> <br />Thy sword shall give my foes to death, <br />And send them down to dwell <br />In the dark caverns of the earth, <br />Or to the deeps of hell.<br /><br />Isaac Watts<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/psalm-63-part-2/
