Indexes for The Sacred Harp, 2025 Edition
566 Gum Pond
Words: Isaac Watts, 1719
Music: Isaac Lloyd, 2017
Meter: Long Meter (8,8,8,8)
Copyright: 2025 Sacred Harp Publishing Company
Lord, Thou hast searched and seen me through;
Thine eye commands, with piercing view,
My rising and my resting hours,
My heart and flesh with all their pow’rs.
My thoughts, before they are my own,
Are to my God distinctly known;
He knows the words I mean to speak
Ere from the op’ning lips they break.
If I should try to shun Thy sight
Beneath the spreading veil of night,
One glance of Thine, one piercing ray,
Would kindle darkness into day.
Thine eye commands, with piercing view,
My rising and my resting hours,
My heart and flesh with all their pow’rs.
My thoughts, before they are my own,
Are to my God distinctly known;
He knows the words I mean to speak
Ere from the op’ning lips they break.
If I should try to shun Thy sight
Beneath the spreading veil of night,
One glance of Thine, one piercing ray,
Would kindle darkness into day.