God of grace, O let Thy light
Bless our dim and blinded sight;
Like the day-spring on the night,
Bid Thy grace to shine.

To the nations led astray
Thine eternal love display:
Let Thy truth direct their way
Till the world be Thine.

Praise to Thee, the faithful Lord;
Let all tongues in glad accord
Learn the good thanksgiving word,
Ever praising Thee.

Let them moved to gladness sing,
Owning Thee their Judge and King;
Righteous truth shall bloom and spring
Where Thy rule shall be.

Praise to Thee, all faithful Lord;
Let all tongues in glad accord
Speak the good thanksgiving word,
Heart rejoicing praise.

So the fruitful earth’s increase,
Bounty of the God of peace,
Never in its course shall cease
Through the length of days;

While His grace our life shall cheer,
Furthest lands shall own His fear,
Brought to Him in worship near,
Taught His mercy’s ways.

My soul in silence waits for God,
My Savior He has proved;
He only is my Rock and Tower;
I never shall be moved.

My honor is secure with God,
My Savior He is known;
My Refuge and my Rock of strength
Are found in God alone.

My enemies my ruin seek,
They plot with fraud and guile;
Deceitful, they pretend to bless,
But inwardly revile.

My soul in silence waits for God,
He is my help approved;
He only only is my Rock and Tower,
And I shall not be moved.

On Him, ye people, evermore
Rely with confidence;
Before Him pour ye out your heart,
For God is our defense.

For surely men are helpers vain,
The high and the abased;
Yea, lighter than a breath are they
When in the balance placed.

Trust not in harsh oppression’s power
Nor in unrighteous gain;
If wealth increase, yet on your gold
Ye set your hearts in vain.

For God has spoken o’er and o’er,
And unto me has shown,
That saving power and lasting strength
Belong to Him alone.

Yea, lovingkindness evermore
Belongs to Thee, O Lord;
And Thou according to his work
Dost every man reward.

My soul with expectation doth
Depend on God indeed;
My strength and my salvation do
From Him alone proceed.

He only my Salvation is,
And my strong Rock is He;
He only is my sure Defense;
I shall not movèd be.

In God my glory placèd is,
And my salvation sure;
In God the Rock is of my strength;
My Refuge most secure.

Ye people, place your confidence
In Him continually;
Before Him pour ye out your heart;
God is our Refuge high.

Wait, O my soul, thy Maker’s will;
Tumultuous passions, all be still!
Nor let a murmuring thought arise;
His ways are just, His counsels wise.

He in the thickest darkness dwells,
Performs His work, the cause conceals;
But, though His methods are unknown,
Judgment and truth support His throne.

In heaven, and earth, and air, and seas
He executes His firm decrees;
And by His saints it stands confessed,
That what He does is ever best.

Wait, then, my soul, submissive wait;
Prostrate before His awful seat;
And, ’midst the terrors of His rod,
Trust in a wise and gracious God.