Their sorrows shall be multiplied that hasten after another god; their drink offerings of blood will I not offer, nor take up their names into my lips. Psalm 16:4
Words: Isaac Watts, The Psalms of David 1719.
Christ’s all sufficiency.
Music: Festus from a German chorale in the Moravian Psalter (🔊 pdf nwc).
How fast their guilt and sorrows rise
Who haste to seek some idol-god!
I will not taste their sacrifice,
Their offerings of forbidden blood.
My God provides a richer cup,
And nobler food to live upon:
He for my life has offered up
Jesus, His best belovèd Son.
His love is my perpetual feast;
By day His counsels guide me right!
And be His name for ever blest,
Who gives me sweet advice by night.
I set Him still before mine eyes;
At my right hand He stands prepared
To keep my soul from all surprise
And be my everlasting guard.