1 To thee I lift my soul, O Lord;
2 my God, I trust in thee:
let me not be ashamed; let not
my foes exult o’er me.
3 Yes, let thou none ashamed be
that do on thee attend:
ashamed let them be, O Lord,
who without cause offend.
4 Thy ways, Lord, show; teach me thy paths;
5 lead me in truth, teach me:
for of my safety thou art God;
all day I wait on thee.
6 Thy mercies that most tender are
to mind, O Lord, recall,
and loving-kindnesses; for they
have been through ages all.
7 Let not the errors of my youth,
nor sins, remembered be:
in mercy, for thy goodness’ sake,
O Lord, remember me.
Source: The Irish Presbyterian Hymbook #P25i