1 Long have I sat beneath the sound Of thy salvation, Lord But still how weak my faith is found, And knowledge of thy word!
2 Oft I frequent thy holy place And hear almost in vain; How small a portion of thy grace My memory can retain!
3 [My dear Almighty, and my God, How little art thou known By all the judgments of thy rod, And blessings of thy throne!]
4 [How cold and feeble is my love! How negligent my fear! How low my hope of joys above! How few affections there!]
5 Great God, thy sovereign power impart To give thy word success: Write the salvation in my heart, And make me learn the grace.
6 [Shew my forgetful feet the way That leads to joys on high; There knowledge grows without decay, And love shall never die.]