1119    8.7.     J. Fawcett
“I will guide thee with mine eye.” Ps. 32. 8

1 Jesus, thou Almighty Saviour,
  Prostrate at thy feet I lie;
  Humbly I entreat thy favour,
  Condescend to hear my cry.

2 When I was to thee a stranger,
  Wandering in forbidden ways,
  From the paths of sin and danger
  Thou didst call me by thy grace.

3 Let not, then, my foes confound me,
  Thou art all my help and hope;
  Let thy arms of love surround me,
  Let thy mercy hold me up.

4 Grant me thy Divine direction
  In the way that I should go;
  Let thy hand be my protection
  From the power of every foe.

5 Gracious Saviour, never leave me,
  While my toils and conflicts last;
  To thy kind embrace receive me,
  When the storms of life are past.