EN 1120 Before Thee, Lord, a People Waits
Ps.65.1
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Before Thee, Lord, a people waits
To praise Thy Name in Zion’s gates,
To Thee shall vows be paid;
Thou Hearer of the suppliant’s prayer,
To Thee in need shall all repair
To seek Thy gracious aid.
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How great my trespasses appear;
But Thou from guilt my soul will clear,
And my transgressions hide.
How blest Thy chosen, who by grace
Are brought within Thy dwelling place
That they may there abide.
3
The goodness of Thy house, O Lord,
The joys Thy holy courts afford,
Our souls shall satisfy;
By deeds of might, in justice wrought,
The Lord will grant us what we sought,
Our Savior, God Most High.
4
On Thy sustaining arm depend,
To earth and sea’s remotest end,
All men in every age;
Thy strength establishes the hills,
Thy word the roaring billows stills,
And calms the peoples’ rage.
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The tribes of earth’s remotest lands
Behold the tokens of Thy hands
And bow in godly fear;
The east, where beams the morning light,
The west, in evening glories bright,
Rejoice, for Thou art near.

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