Isaac Watts · 10 of 724

The Psalms of David · Psalm 4

Lord, thou wilt hear me when I pray, I am for ever thine; I fear before thee all the day, Nor would I dare to sin.

And while I rest my weary head, From cares and business free, 'Tis sweet conversing on my bed, With my own heart and thee.

I pay this evening sacrifice: And when my work is done, Great God, my faith and hope relies Upon thy grace alone.

Thus, with my thoughts composed to pray, I'll give mine eyes to sleep; Thy hand in safety keeps my days, And will my slumbers keep.