When in the Night I Meditate

When in the night I meditate
on mercies multiplied,
my grateful heart inspires my tongue
to bless the Lord, my guide.

Forever in my thought, the Lord
before my face shall stand;
secure, unmoved I shall remain,
with God at my right hand.

My inmost being thrills with joy
and gladness fills my breast;
because on God my trust is stayed,
my flesh in hope shall rest.

I know that I shall not be left
forgotten in the grave,
and from corruption, you, O Lord,
your holy one will save.

The path of life you show to me;
of joy a boundless store
is ever found at your right hand,
and pleasures evermore.