Indexes for The Sacred Harp, 2025 Edition
437 Enoch
Words: Isaac Watts, 1719
Music: Keillor Mose, 2019
Meter: Short Meter (6,6,8,6)
Copyright: 2025 Sacred Harp Publishing Company
When overwhelmed with grief
My heart within me dies,
Helpless, and far from all relief,
To heav’n I lift mine eyes.
O lead me to the Rock
That’s high above my head,
And make the covert of thy wings
My shelter and my shade.
Within thy presence, Lord,
Forever I’ll abide;
Thou art the tow’r of my defense,
The refuge where I hide.
My heart within me dies,
Helpless, and far from all relief,
To heav’n I lift mine eyes.
O lead me to the Rock
That’s high above my head,
And make the covert of thy wings
My shelter and my shade.
Within thy presence, Lord,
Forever I’ll abide;
Thou art the tow’r of my defense,
The refuge where I hide.