Samuel G. Brondsema, 1931; rev.
- Unto Thee, O LORD, my Savior,
I lift up my waiting soul.
O my God, in Thee I trusted;
Let no shame now o’er me roll.
On my enemies be shame,
Oft without a cause transgressing;
But all those who trust Thy Name
Honor with abundant blessing.
Show Thou unto me, Thy servant,
All Thy ways and teach Thou me,
So that, by Thy Spirit guided,
Clearly I Thy paths may see.
In Thy truth wilt Thou me guide,
Teach me, God of my salvation;
All the day for Thee I bide,
LORD, with eager expectation.
Wilt Thou then, I pray, be mindful
Of Thy mercies manifold,
Of Thy care and loving-kindness
Which have ever been of old.
Sins of youth remember not,
Nor recall my hid transgression;
For Thy goodness’ sake, O God,
Think of me in Thy compassion.
He, the LORD, is good and upright
In His dealings evermore.
Sinners are by Him instructed
In the way untrod before.
He will ever guide the meek
In His judgments true and holy,
Teach His ways to those who seek
With a contrite heart and lowly.
All the paths the LORD has chosen
Speak of truth and mercies pure
Unto such as keep His covenant
And His testimony sure.
For the glory of Thy Name,
Pardon, LORD, my evildoing;
Grievous though my sin and shame,
Hear my cry, Thy love renewing.
Who, then, fears the LORD sincerely
Walking with Him day by day?
God will lead him safely onward,
Guide him in the chosen way.
Then at ease his soul shall rest,
In the LORD his God confiding;
And his children shall be blest,
Safely in the land abiding.
To His people, who revere Him,
Has the LORD His friendship shown,
And He will to all who fear Him
Make His steadfast covenant known.
With a confidence complete,
Toward the LORD my eyes are turning.
From the net He’ll pluck my feet;
He will not despise my yearning.
Turn to me and show Thy favor;
I am lonely and distressed.
From my troubles me deliver;
Save me, for I am oppressed.
Heal the sorrows of my heart
And regard my life as precious.
Thou who my Deliverer art,
Bring me out of my distresses.
Look up on my great affliction
And my troubles, LORD, behold;
Grant me full and free remission
Of my trespasses untold.
See my enemies, for great
Is the number that upbraid me;
Who, in their consuming hate,
With their cruel scorn have flayed me.
Guard my life, O gracious Savior;
Come, I pray, deliver me,
Lest my head with shame be covered,
For my refuge is in Thee.
Trusting in Thy power supreme,
LORD, I wait for Thy salvation;
God, come quickly to redeem
Israel from tribulation.