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
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Isaac Watts (1674–1748)

Is­aac Watts, The Psalms of Da­vid 1719. Christ’s all suf­fi­cien­cy.

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.