LYRIC
| Song | Preserve Me Lord |
| Album | Christian Hymnal – Series 3 |
| Genre | Contemporary Christian Music |
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| Tags | Preserve Me Lord |
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Preserve Me, Lord, In Time Of Need;
For Succour To Thy Throne I Flee,
But Have No Merits There To Plead:
My Goodness Cannot Reach To Thee.
Oft Have My Heart And Tongue Confessed
How Empty And How Poor I Am;
My Praise Can Never Make Thee Blessed,
Nor Add New Glories To Thy Name.
Yet, Lord, Thy Saints On Earth May Reap
Some Profit By The Good We Do;
These Are The Company I Keep,
These Are The Choicest Friends I Know.
Let Others Choose The Songs Of Mirth
To Give A Relish To Their Wine;
I Love The Men Of Heavenly Birth,
Whose Thoughts And Language Are Divine.
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