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Psalm 16 Part 2

How fast their guilt and sorrows rise Who haste to seek some idol-god! I will not taste their sacrifice, Their offerings of forbidden blood.

My God provides a richer cup, And nobler food to live upon; He for my life has offered up Jesus, his best-beloved Son.

His love is my perpetual feast; By day his counsels guide me right; And be his name for ever blessed, Who gives me sweet advice by night.

I set him still before mine eyes; At my right hand he stands prepared To keep my soul from all surprise, And be my everlasting guard.