Hymns 7 - How Fast Their Guilt and Sorrows Rise текст песни

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-belov??d Son.

His love is my perpetual feast;
By day His counsels guide me right;
And be His Name for ever blessed,
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.