The Perfect Man

Preserve me,o God
For in thee I put my trust
For I am pure and perfect
My days are not shortened

Keep me as the apple of
Thine eyes,
Hide me under the shadow of
Thy wings

Deliver my soul
From the wicked
Hold my going that
My footsteps slip not

For my heart is glad
My glory rejoiceth and
My flesh rest in hope

Hear my cry,o God!
Give ears to my prayers that goeth
Not out of feigned lips