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J3f Not to our worthless names is glory due ;

Thy pow'r and grace, thy truth and justice, claim
Immortal honours to thy sov'reign name.
Shine thro' the earth, from heav'n thy blest abode,
Nor let the heathen say, " And where's your God ? ,f

2 HeaVra is thine higher conrt ' r there stands thy throne ;
And thro' the lower worlds thy will is done :
Earth is thy work ; the heaves thy hand hath spread \

e But fools adore the gods their hands have made :
—The kneeling crowd, with looks devout behold
Their silver saviours and their saints of gold.

3 [Vain are those artful shapes of eyes and ears,
^The molten image neither sees nor hears ;

Their hands are helpless, nor their feet can move ;
They have no speech, nor thought, nor pow'r, nor love •
Yet sottish mortals make their long complaints
To their deaf idols and their moveless saints.

PSALM 116. 229

4 The rich have statues well adornM with gold ;
The poor content with gods of coarser mould ;
With tools of Iron carve the senseless stock,
Lopt from a tree, or broken from -a rock:
People and priest drive on the solemn trade,
And trust the gods that saWs and hammers made.]

a 5 Be heav'n and earth amazM !— 'Tis hard to say,
Which the more stupid, — or their gods or they.

o O Israel, trust the Lord ; He hears and sees ;
He knows thy sorrows, and restores thy peace
His worship does a thousand comforts yield,
He is thy help, and he thine heav'nly shield.

o 6 In God we trust : our impious foes in vain
Attempt our ruin, and oppose his reign ;

e Had they prevail'd, darkness had clos'd our days,
And death and silence had forbid his praise :

g But we are sav'd, and live : let songs arise,
And Zion bless the God who built the skies.

PSALM 116. First Part. Canterbury. [* b]
Recovery from, Sickness.

1 [T LOVE the Lord, he heard my cries,

JL And pity'd ev'ry groan :
Long as I live, when troubles rise,
I'll hasten to his throne.

2 I love the Lord : he bow'd his ear,
And chas'd my griefs away :

O let my heart no more despair,
While 1 have breath to pray !

e 3 My flesh declinM, my spirits fell,
And I drew near the dead ;
While inward pangs, and fears of hell,
Perplex'd my wakeful head.

d4 M My God, I cry'd, thy servant save^
u Thou ever good and just ;
41 Thy pow'r can rescue from the grave,
M Thy pow'r is all my trust."

—5 The Lord beheld me sore distrest,
He bade my pains remove ;
Return, my soul, to God thy rest,
For thou hast known his love.

o 6 My God hath sav'd my soul from death,
And dryM my falling tears ;

250 PSALM r 16,117.

o Now to his praise I'll spend my breath,
And my remaining years.]

C. M. Second Part. Hymn 2nd. St. Martin's. [*]
V. 12, &c. — Vows made in trouble, paid in tht Church,
I T/|7"HAT shall I render to my God,
T T For all his kindness shown ?
o My feet shall visit thine abode,
My songs address thy throne*

— 2 Among the saints who fill thine house,
My off 'ring shall be paid ;
There shall my zeal perform the vows,
My soul in anguish made.

e 3 How much is mercy thy delight,
Thou ever blessed God !
How dear thy servants in thy sight !
How precious is their blood !

o 4 How happy all thy servants are !
How great thy grace to me !
My life which thou hast made thy care,
Lord, I devote to thee.

— 5 Now I am thine — for ever thine —
Nor shall my purpose move ;
Thy hand hath loos'd my bonds of pain,
And bound me with thy love.

6 Here in thy courts, 1 leave my vow,

And thy rich grace record ;
Witness ye saints, who hear me now,

If I forsake the Lord.

PSALM 117. C. M. Doxology. [*]
Praise to God from all Nations.
o 1 ^k ALL ye nations, praise the Lord r
V-F Each with a diff 'rent tongue ?
In ev'ry language learn his word,
And let his name be sung.

2 His mercy reigns through ev'ry land !

Proclaim his grace abroad ;
For ever firm his truth shall stand ;

Praise ye the faithful God.

L. M. Old Hundred. [*]
1 TjlROM all who dwell below the skies,.
X? Let the Creator's praise arise ;

PSALM 117, 118. 231

Let the Redeemer's name be sung-,
Through ev'ry land, by ev'ry tongue.

2 "Eternal are thy mercies, Lord ;
Eternal truth attends thy word :
Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore,
'Till suns shall rise, and set, no more.

S. M. Kibworth. £*]
IHY name, almighty Lord,


Shall sound through distant lands ;

Great is thy grace, and sure thy word ;

Thy truth for ever stands.
2 Far be thine honour spread,

And long thy praise endure ;
'Till morning light and evening shade

Shall be exchang'd no more.

PSALM 118. CM. First Part. Mear [*]
V. 6 — 15. — Deliverance from a Tumult,

1 [ri^HE Lord appears my helper now,

JL Nor is my faith afraid
What all the sons of earth can do,
Since heav'n affords its aid.

2 'Tis safer, Lord, to hope in thee,
And have my God my friend,

Than trust in men of high degree,
And on their truth depend.

3 Like bees my foes beset me round,
A large and angry swarm ;

But I shall all their rage confound,
By thine Almighty arm.

4 'Tis through the Lord my heart is strong 1 ,
In him my lips rejoice ;

While his salvation is my song 4
How cheerful is my voice !

5 Like angry bees they girt me round ;
When God appears they fly :

So burning thorns, with crackling sound,
Make a fierce blaze and die.

6 Joy to the saints, and peace belongs J
The Lord protects their days :

Let Israel tune immortal songs,
To his almighty grace.]

232 PSALM 118.

C. M. Second Part. Barby. [*]
V. 17 — 21. — Public Praise for Deliverance from Death,

1 "¥" ORD, thou hast heard thy servant cry,
JLi And rescu'd from the grave ;

Now shall he live : (and none can die,
If God resolve to save.)

2 Thy praise, more constant than before,
Shall fill his daily breath ;

Thy hand that hath chastis'd him sore,
Defends him still from death.

o 3 Open the gates of Zion now,
For we shall worship there—
The house where all the righteous go,
Thy mercy to declare.

o 4 Among th' assemblies of thy saints,

Our thankful voice we raise ;
— Here we have told thee our complaints,
o And here we speak thy praise.

C. M. Third Part. Colchester. Meat. [*]
V. 22, 23. — Christ the Foundation of his Church,

1 llEHOLD, the sure foundation stone,

J3 Which God in Zion lays,
To build our heav'nly hopes upon,

And his eternal praise.

e 2 Chosen of God, to sinners dear,

And saints adore the name ;
o They trust their whole salvation here,

Nor ahall they suffer shame.

e 3 The foolish builders, scribe and priest,
Reject it with disdain ;
Yet on this rock the church shall rest,
And envy rage in vain.

g 4 What though the gates of hell withstood,
Yet muet this building rise ;
'Tis thy own work, almighty God,
And wondrous in our eyes.

C. M. Fourth Part. Sunday. Bethlehem. [*
V. 24, 25, 26. — Hosannafor the Lord's Day,
1 rilHIS is the day the Lord hath made ;
JL He calls the hours his own :

PSALM 118. 233

© Let heaVn rejoice, let earth be glad,

And praise surround his throne,
o 2 To-day he rose and left the dead,

And Satan's empire fell ;
To-day the saints his triumphs spread,

And all his wonders tell.
o 3 Hosanna to the Anointed King 1 ,

To David's holy Son ;
—Help us, O Lord -, descend, and bring

Salvation from thy throne.

© 4 Blest be the Lord, who comes to men,

With messages of grace ;
Who comes, in God his Father's name,

To save our sinful race.
o 5 Plosanna in the highest strains,

The church on earth can raise ;
'« The highest heav'ns, in which he reigas,

Shall give him nobler praise.

S. M. St. Thomas. [*]

V. 22 — 27. — Salvation by Christ.
1 [CJEE what a living Stone
1^ The builders did refuse :
© Yet God hath built his church thereoa,

In spite of envious Jews.
© 2 The Scribe and angry Priest,

Reject thine only Son .;
o Yet on this Rock shall Sion rest,
As the chief comer Stone.

© 3 The work, O Lord, is thine,
And wondrous in our eyes ;
This day declares it all divine,
This day did Jesus rise.
e 4 This is the glorious day,
That our Redeemer made
Let us rejoice, and sing, and pray ;
Let all the church be glad.
s 5 Hosanna to the King
Of David's royal blood ;
Bless him, ye saints : He comes to bring
Salvation from your God,
-•h6 We bless thine holy word,
Which all this grace displays ;

234 PSALM 118, 119.

And offer on thine altar, Lord,
Our sacrifice of praise.]

L. M. Old Hundred. [*]

V. 22 — 27. — A new Song of Salvation by Christ,

1 IT O, what a glorious Corner* Stone
_Li The Jewish builders did refuse !

But God hath built his church thereon,

In spite of envy, and the Jews.
« 2 Great God, the work is all divine,

The joy and wonder of our eyes !
o This is the day that proves it thine,

The day that saw our Saviour rise.

3 Sinners rejoice, and saints be glad ;
Hosanna, let his name be blest ;
A thousand honours on his head,
With peace, and light, and glory rest !

—4 In God's own name, he comes to bring

Salvation to our dying race ;
o Let the whole church address their King,

With hearts of joy, and songs of praise.

PSALM 119.

J have collected and disposed the most useful verses of this
Psalm under eighteen different heads, and formed a Divine
Song upon each of them. But the verses are much trans*
posed to attain some degree of connexion.

In some places, instead of the words law, commands, judg-
ments, testimonies, / have used gospel, word, grace, truth,
promises, fyc. as more agreeable to the JVew Testament,
and the common language of Christians, and it equally
answers the design of the Psalmist, which was to recom-
mend the Holy Scriptures.

PSALM 119. CM. First Part. Bedford. [*]

Blessedness of Saints, and Misery of Sinners,

Ver. 1, 2, 3.

a 1 TJLEST are the undefiPd in heart,
J3 Whose ways are right and clean \
Who never from thy law depart,
But fly from ev'ry sin.

2 Blest are the men who keep thy word,

And practise thy commands ;

PSALM 119. 235

•o With their whole heart they seek thee, Lord,
And serve thee with their hands.
Ver. 165.
e 3 Great is their peace who love thy law,

How firm their souls abide !
—Nor can a bold temptation draw
Their steady feet aside.
Ver. 6.
fa 4 Then shall my heart have inward joy,
And keep my face from shame,
When all thy statutes I obey,
And honour all thy name.
Ver. 21, 118.
e 5 But haughty sinners God will hate.
The proud shall die accurst ;
The sons of falsehood and deceit,
Are trodden to the dust.

Ver. 119,155.
p 6 Vile as the dross the wicked are ;
And those, who leave thy ways,
Shall see salvation from afar,
But never taste thy grace.

C. M. Second Part. Canterbury. [*]
Devotion : Constant Converse with God*
I nnO thee, before the dawning light,
JL My gracious God, 1 pray ;

1 meditate thy name by night,

And keep thy law by day.

Ver. 81.

2 My spirit faints to see thy grace ;
Thy promise bears me up :

And while salvation long delays,
Thy word supports my hope.
Ver. 164.

3 Seven times a day I lift my hands,
And pay my thanks to thee ;

Thy righteous providence demands
Repeated praise from me.
Ver. 62.

4 When midnight darkness veils the ■ki«B$
I call thy works to mind ;

My thoughts in warm devotion rise,
And swflei acceptance find.

236 PSALM 119.

C. M. Third Fart. St. Ann's. [*]
Sincerity, and devoted Obedience.
Ver. 57, 60.
o 1 rilHOU art my portion, O my God ;
JL Soon as I know thy way,
My heart makes haste t 1 obey thy word,
And suffers no delay.

Ver. 30, 14.

2 I choose the path of heav'nly truth,
And glory in my choice ;

Not all the riches of the earth
Could make me so rejoice.

3 The testimonies of thy grace,
I set before mine eyes ;

Thence I derive my daily strength,
And there my comfort lies.

Ver. 59.
e 4 If once I wander from thy path,

I think upon my ways ;
o Then turn my feet to thy commands,

And trust thy pardoning grace.

Ver. 94, 114.
d 5 Now I am thine, — for ever thine,—
e O save thy servant, Lord !
o Thou art my shield, my hiding place,
My hope is in thy word.

Ver. 112.
—6 Thou hast inclin'd this heart of mine,

Thy statutes to fulfil ;
o And thus, 'till mortal life shall end,

Would I perform thy will.

C. M. Fourth Part. Mear. [*]
Instructions from Scripture.
Ver. 9.
b 1 TTOW shall the young secure their hearts,

JLJL And guard their lives from sin ?
—Thy word the choicest rule imparts,
To keep the conscience clean.
Ver. 130.
o 2 When once it enters to the mind,
It spreads such light abroad,
The meanest souls instruction find,
And raise their thoughts to God,

PSALM 119. 237

Ver. 105.
—3 ,r Tis like the sun, a heavenly light,
That guides us all the day ;
And through the dangers of the night,
A lamp to lead our way.

Ver. 99, 100.

4 The men who keep thy law with care,
And meditate thy word,

Grow wiser than their teachers are,
And better know the Lord.
Ver. 104, 113.

5 Thy precepts make me truly wise ;
I hate the sinner's road ;

I hate my own vain thoughts that rise,
o But love thy law, my God.

Ver. 89, 90, 91.
g 6 (The starry heav'ns thy rule obey,
The earth maintains her place ;
And these thy servants, night and day,
Thy skill and pow'r express.
b 7 But still thy law and gospel, Lord,

Have lessons more divine ;
g Not earth stands firmer than thy word •
Nor stars so nobly shine.)

Ver. 160, 140, 9, 116.
—8 Thy word is everlasting truth ;
How pure is ev'ry page !
That holy book shall guide our youth,
And well suppport our age.

C. M. Fifth Part. Barby. [*]

Delight in the Scriptures,

Ver. 97.

1 f\ HOW I love thy holy law I
vJ 'Tis daily my delight ;

And thence my meditations draw
Divine advice by night.

Ver. 148.

2 My waking eyes prevent the day,
To meditate thy word ;

My soul with longing melts away,
To hear thy gospel, Lord.

Ver. 3, 13, 54.

3 How doth thy word my heart engage •
How well employ my tongue !

238 PSALM 119.

And in my tiresome pilgrimage,
Yields me an heav'nly song i
Ver. 19, 103.

4 Am I stranger, or at home,
'Tis my perpetual feast !

Not honey, dropping from the comb,
So much delights my taste,
Ver. 72, 127

5 No treasures so enrich the mind ;
Nor shall thy word be sold,

For loads of silver well re fin' d,
Nor heaps of choicest gold.

Ver. 23, 49, 175.

6 When nature sinks, and spirits droop,
Thy promises of grace

g Are pillars to support my hope, —
And there I write thy praise.

C. M. Sixth Part. St. Martin's. [*]

Holiness and Comfort from the Word.

Ver. 128.

1 T ORD, I esteem thy judgments right,
JLA And all thy statutes just ;

Thence I maintain a constant fight,
With ev'ry flatt'ring lust.
Ver. 97, 9.

2 Thy precepts often I survey ;
I keep thy law in sight,

Through all the business of the day,
To form my actions right.
Ver. 62.

3 My heart, in midnight silence, cries,
14 How sweet thy comforts be ;"

My thoughts in holy wonder rise,
And bring their thanks to thee.
Ver. 162.

4 And when my spirit drinks her fill,
At some good word of thine,

Not mighty men that share the spoil,

Have joys compar'd to mine.

C. M. Seventh Part. Bedford. [*]
Imperfection of Nature : Perfection of Scripture.

Ver. 96, Paraphrased.
11" ET all the Heathen writers join,

JLi To form one perfect book ;

PSALM 119. 239

Great God, if once compar'd with thine,
How mean their writings look !

2 Not the most perfect rules they gave,

Could shew one sin forgiv'n ;
Nor lead a step beyond the grave ;

But thine conduct to heav'n.

e 3 I've seen an end of what we call
Perfection here below ;
How short the pow'rs of nature fall,
And can no further go.

4 Yet men would fain be just with God,
By works their hands have wrought ;

But thy commands, exceeding broad,
Extend to ev'ry thought.

e 5 In vain we boast perfection here,
While sin defiles our frame ;
And sinks our virtues down so far,
They scarce deserve the name.

—6 Our faith, and love, and ev'ry grace,
Fall far below thy word j
But perfect truth and righteousness
Dwell only with the Lord.

C. M. Eighth Part. York. [*]
The Word of God the Sainfs Portion.
Ver. Ill, Paraphrased.
J ORD, I have made thy word my choice,

jLA My lasting heritage ;
o There shall my noblest pow'rs rejoice,
My warmest thoughts engage.

b 2 I'll read the hist'ries of thy love,
And keep thy laws in sight ;
While through the promises I rove,
With ever fresh delight.

— 3 'Tis a broad land — of wealth unknown,

Where springs of life arise, —
Seeds of immortal bliss are sown,

And hidden glory lies.

—4 The best relief that mourners have m f

It makes our sorrows blest :
g Our fairest hope beyond the grave,

And our eternal rest.

240 PSALM 119.

C. M. Ninth Part. Abridge. [*]

Teaching of the Spirit with the Word,

Ver. 64, 68, 18.

1 f|>HY mercies fill the earth, O Lord,

JL How good thy works appear !
Open mine eyes to read thy word,
And see thy wonders there.
Ver. 73, 125.

2 My heart was fashion'd by thy hand ;
My service is thy due ;

O make thy servant understand
The duties he must do.

Ver. 19.

3 Since Pm a stranger here below,
Let not thy path be hid ;

But mark the road my feet should go,
And be my constant guide.
Ver. 26.
p 4 When I confess'd my wand'ring ways.
Thou heardst my soul complain ;
Grant me the teachings of thy grace,
Or I shall stray again.

Ver. 33, 34.
—5 If God to me his statutes shew,

And heavenly truth impart ;
o His work for ever 1*11 pursue,

His law shall rule my heart.

Ver. 50, 71.
—6 [This was my comfort, when I bore
Variety of grief;
It made me learn thy word the more,
And fly to that relief.

Ver. 51.

7 In vain the proud deride me now ;
I'll ne'er forget thy law ;

Nor let that blessed gospel go,
Whence all my hopes I draw.

Ver. 27, 171.

8 When I have learnt my Father's will,
I'll teach the world his ways :

My thankful lips, inspired with zeal,
Shall loud pronounce his praise.)

PSALM 119. 241

C. M. Tenth Part. Swanwick. [b]
Pleading the Promises.
Ver. 38, 49.
1 T1EH0LD thy waiting servant, Lord,

jLJ Devoted to thy fear ;
Remember, and confirm thy word,
For all my hopes are there.

Ver. 41, 58, 107.
e 2 Hast thou not sent salvation down,
And promisM quick'ning grace ?
Does not my heart address thy throne ? —
And yet thy love delays.

Ver. 123, 42.
p 3 Mine eyes for thy salvation fail ;
O bear thy servant up !
Nor let the scoffing lips prevail,
Who dare reproach my hope.
Ver. 49, 74.
e 4 Didst thou not raise my faith, O Lord ?
— Then let thy truth appear ;
o Saints shall rejoice in my reward,
And trust as well as fear.

C. M. Eleventh Part. Hymn 2nd. [b}

Breathing after Holiness.

Ver. 5, 33.

1 f\ THAT the Lord would guide my ways,
V^F To keep his statutes still !

O that my God would grant me grace,
To know and do his will.
Ver. 29.

2 O send thy Spirit down — to write
Thy law upon my heart !

Nor let my tongue indulge deceit,
Nor act the liar's part.

Ver. 37, 30.

3 From vanity turn off my eye&j
Let no corrupt design,

Nor covetous desires, arise
Within this soul of mine.
Ver. 133.

4 Order my footsteps by thy word,
And make my heart sincere :

Let sin have no dominion, Lord ;
But keep my conscience clear.

242 PSALM 119.

Ver. 176.
e 5 My soul hath gone too far astray,
My feet too often slip ;
Yet since I've not forgot thy way,
Restore thy wand'ring sheep.
Ver. 35.
o 6 Make me to walk in thy commands %
'Tis a delightful road ;
Nor let my head, or heart, or hands,
Offend against my God.
C. M. Twelfth Part. Wantage. [*]
Breathing after Comfort and Deliverance
Ver. 153.
e 1 T^/1~Y God, consider my distress,
J_TjL Let mercy plead my cause ;
Though I have sinn'd against thy grace,
I can't forget thy laws.

Ver. 39, 116.
p 2 Forbid, forbid the sharp reproach,
Which I so justly fear ;
Uphold my life, uphold my hopes,
Nor let my shame appear.

Ver. 122, 135.
— 3 Be thou a surety, Lord, for me,
Nor let the proud oppress ;
But make thy waiting servant see
The shinings of thy face.
Ver. 82.
e 4 Mine eyes with expectation fail,
My heart within me cries,
4 When will the Lord his truth fulfil,
4 And make my comforts rise ?'
Ver. 132.
-5 Look down upon my sorrows, Lord,
And show thy grace the same,
o As thou art ever wont t' afford
To those who love thy name.
C. M. Thirteenth Part. Colchester. [*]
Holy Fear and Tenderness of Conscience.
Ver. 10.
1 "¥TjriTH my whole heart I've sought thy face >

Tf O let me never stray,
From thy commands, O God of grace,
Nor tread the sinner's wav.

PSALM 119. 243

Ver. 11.
2 Thy word I've hid within my heart,

To keep my conscience clean ;
And be an everlasting guard
From ev'ry rising sin.

Ver. 63, 53, 158.
S I'm a companion of the saints,
Who fear and lore the Lord ;
a My sorrows rise, my nature faints,
When men transgress thy word,
Ver. 161, 163.
e 4 While sinners do thy gospel wrong,
My spirit stands in awe ;
My soul abhors a lying tongue,
But loves thy righteous law.
Ver. 161, J20.
p 5 My heart with sacred rev'rence hears
The threat'nings of thy word ;
My flesh, with holy trembling, fears
The judgments of the Lord.
Ver. 166, 174.
—6 My God, I long, I hope, I wait

For thy salvation still ;
o While thy whole law is my delight,
And I obey thy will.

C. M. Fourteenth Part. Reading, [b*]

Benefit of Afflictions and Support under them,

Ver. 153, 81, 82.

1 |~10NSIDER all my sorrows, Lord ;
\^S And thy deliv'rance send ;

My soul for thy salvation faints ;
When will my troubles end !
Ver. 71.

2 Yet have I found His good for me
To bear my Father's rod ;

Afflictions make me learn thy law,
And live upon my God.
Ver. 50.

3 This is the comfort I enjoy,
When new distress begins ;

I read thy word, I run thy way,
And hate my former sins.
Ver. 92.

4 Had not thy word been my delight,
When earthly joys were fled,

244 PSALM 119.

My soul, oppressed with sorrow's weight,
Had sunk amongst the dead.
Ver. 75.

5 I know thy judgments, Lord, are right,
Though they may seem severe ;

The sharpest sufferings I endure
Flow from thy faithful care.
Ver. 67.

6 Before I knew thy chast'ning rod,
My feet were apt to stray :

But now I learn to keep thy word,
Nor wander from thy way.

C. M. Fifteenth Part. Bethlehem. [*]

Holy Resolutions.

Ver. 93.

1 fk THAT thy statutes, ev'ry hour,
\J Might dwell upon my mind !

Thence I derive a quick'ning pow'r,
And daily peace I find.

Ver. 15, 16.

2 To meditate thy precepts, Lord,
Shall be my sweet employ;

My soul shall ne'er forget thy word ;
Thy word is all my joy.

Ver. 32.
—3 How would I run in thy commands,
If thou my heart discharge
From sin's and Satan's hateful chains,
And set my feet at large.

Ver. 13, 46.
o 4 My lips with courage shall declare
Thy statutes and thy name ;
I'll speak thy word, though kings should hear,
Nor yield to sinful shame.

Ver. 61, 69, 70.
—5 Let bands of persecutors rise,
To rob me of my right, —
Let pride and malice forge their lies,
Thy law is my delight.

Ver. 115.
o 6 Depart from me, ye wicked race,
Whose hands and hearts are ill ;
« I love my God, 1 love his ways,
And must obey his will.

PSALM 119. 245

C. M. Sixteenth Part. Plymouth, [b]
Prayer for Quickening Grace.
Ver. 25, 37.
j> 1 1%/TY soul lies cleaving to the dust,
JLtJL Lord, give me life divine ;
From vain desires and ev'ry lust,
Turn off these eyes of mine.

© 2 I need the influence of thy grace,
To speed me in thy way ;
Lest I should loiter in my race,
Or turn my feet astray.

Ver. 107.
3 When sore afflictions press me down,

I need thy quick'ning pow'rs ;
Thy word that I have rested on
Shall help my heaviest hours.
Ver. 156, 40.
f 4 Are not thy mercies sovereign still ?
And thou a faithful God ?
Wilt thou not grant me warmer zeal,
To run the heav'nly road ?
Ver. 159, 40.
5 Does not my heart thy precepts lore,
And long to see thy face ?
£ And yet how slow my spirits move,
Without enliv'ning grace I

«*-6 Then shall I love thy gospel more,
And ne'er forget thy word ;
When I have felt its quick'ning powV
To draw me near the Lord.

L. M. First Part. Babylon, [b]

Courage and Perseverance under Trials.

Ver. 143, 28.

1 *V/ff7"HEN pain and anguish seize me, Lord,

T ▼ All my support is from thy word :
My soul dissolves for heaviness ;
Uphold me with thy strength'ning grace.
Ver. 51, 69, 110.

2 The proud have fram'd their scoffs and lies,
They watch my feet with envious eyes,

And tempt my soul to snares and sin ;
Yet thy commands I ne'er decline.

246 PSALM 119, 120.

Ver. 161, 78.
3 They hate me, Lord, without a cause,
They hate to see me love thy laws ;
But I will trust, and fear thy name,

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