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THOU, Lord, by strictest search hast known
My secret thoughts are known to Thee,
Known long before conceived by me.
Thine eye my bed and path surveys,
My public haunts and private ways;
Thou know'st what 'tis my lips would vent,
Surrounded by Thy power I stand,
Too dazzling bright for mortal eye!
Search, try, O God, my thoughts and heart,
Correct me where I go astray,
LORD, my complaints to Thee ascend,
And hear my voice, when I to Thee
As incense, let my fervent prayer,
Before Thy Throne arise:
And my uplifted hands be like
To Thee, O Lord, my faithful eyes
Thou art my trust, O leave me not
Master of a Lutheran school, and Musikdirector at Biberach in Swabia, where he was born 1752.
(1, 2. 9, 10).
LORD, hear my prayer, and to my cry
In Thy accustom'd faith and truth
Nor at Thy strict tribunal bring
For in Thy sight no living man
Do Thou, O Lord, from all my foes
A safe retreat against their rage
Thou art my God, Thy righteous will
Let Thy good Spirit lead and keep