LYRICS
| Meter: | 8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
| | Writer(s): | Isaac Watts
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| Hymns and Spiritual Songs Vol 2
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| 1. Hosannah, with a cheerful sound,
To God's upholding hand;
Ten thousand snares attend us round,
And yet secure we stand.
2. That was a most amazing power
That raised us with a word,
And every day and every hour
We lean upon the Lord.
3. The evening rests our weary head,
And angels guard the room;
We wake, and we admire the bed
That was not made our tomb.
4. The rising morning can't assure
That we shall end the day;
For death stands ready at the door
To seize our lives away.
5. Our breath is forfeited by sin
To God's avenging law;
We own thy grace, immortal King,
In every gasp we draw.
6. God is our sun, whose daily light
Our joy and safety brings;
Our feeble flesh lies safe at night
Beneath his shady wings.
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