Lord, in the morning Thou shalt hear
My
voice ascending high;
To
Thee will I direct my prayer,
To
Thee lift up mine eye-
2
Up
to the hills where Christ is gone
To
plead for all His saints,
Presenting
at His Father's throne
Our
songs and our complaints.
3
O
may Thy Spirit guide my feet
In
ways of righteousness;
Make
every path of duty straight
And
plain before my face.
4
The
men that love and fear Thy name
Shall
see their hopes fulfilled;
The
mighty God will compass them
With
favor as a shield.