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6 Our faith and love, and ev'ry grace,

Fall far below thy word ;
But perfect truth and righteousness
Dwell only with the Lord.
PSALM 119. Eighth Part. C. M.

The excellency and varicty of scripture. ILORD, I have made thy word my choice, 1

My lasting heritage ;
There shall my noblest pow’rs rejoice,

My warmest thoughts engage:
2 I'll read the histries of thy love,

And keep thy laws in sight;
While thro? thy 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

It makes our sorrows blest ;
Our fairest hope beyond the grave,
And our eternal rest.
PSALM 119. Ninth Part. C. M.

The teaching of the Spirit with the Word.
I THY mercies fill the earth, O Lord,
How good thy works appear

Open mine eyes to read thy word,

And see thy wonders there.
2 My heart was fashion'd by thy hand,

My service is thy due :
O make thy servant understand

The duties he must do !
3 Since I'm a stranger here below,

Let not thy path be hid ;


But mark the road my feet should go

And be my constant guide. 4. When I confess'd my wand'ring ways,

Thou heard'st my soul complain ; Grant me the teachings of thy grace,

Or I shall stray again. 5 If God to me his statutes show,

And heav'nly truth impart ; His work forever I'll pursue, His law shall rule


6 This was my comfort when I bore

Variety of grief;
It made me learn thy word the more,

And fly to that relief.
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. 8 When I have learn'd my Father's will.

I'll teach the world his ways; My thankful lips, inspir’d with zeal, Shall loud pronounce his praise. PSALM 119. Tenth Part. C. M.

Pleading the promises. 1 BEHOLD thy waiting servant, Lord,

Devoted to thy fear
Remember and confirm thy word :

For all my hopes are there.
2 Hast thou not sent salvation down,

And promis'd quick’ning grace ? Doth not my heart address thy throne ?

And yet thy love delays.
Mine eyes for thy salvation fail ;

O bear thy servant up!

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Nor let the scoffing lips prevail,

Which dare reproach my hope.
4 Did'st thou not raise my faith, O Lord!

Then let thy truth appear :
Saints shall rejoice in my reward,
And trust as well as fear.
PSALM 119. Eleventh Part. C. M.

Breathing after holiness.

THAT the Lord would guide my ways

To keep his statutes still !
O that my God would grant me grace

To know and do his will !
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.
3 From vanity turn off my eyes;

Let no corrupt design,
Nor covetous desires arise,

Within this soul of mine.
4 Order my footsteps by thy word,

And make my heart sincere :
Let sin have no dominion, Lord ;

But keep my conscience clear.
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.
6 Make me to walk in thy commands,

'Tis a delightful road ;
Nor let my head, nor heart, nor hands,

Offend against my God.

PSALM 119. Twelfth Part. C. M.

Breathing after confort and deliverance.
My God, consider my distress,

Let mercy plead my cause :
Tho I have sinn'd against thy grace,

I can't forget thy laws.
2 Forbid, forbid the sharp reproach,

Which I so justly fear:
Uphold my life, uphold my hopes,

Nor let my shame appear. .
3 Be thou a surety, Lord, for me,

Nor let the proud oppress;
But make thy waiting servant see

The shinings of thy face.
4 Mine eyes with expectation fail :

My heart within me cries,
" When will the Lord his truth fulfil,

“ And make my comforts rise ?”
5 Look down upon my sorrows, Lord,

And show thy grace the same;
As thou art ever want t' afford

To those, that love thy name.
PSALM 119. Thirteenth Part. C. M.

Holy fear and tenderness of conscience. 1 WITH my whole heart I've sought thy

[face; From thy commands, O God of

grace; Nor tread the sinner's way. 2 Thy word I've hid within my heart

To keep my conscience clean,
And be an everlasting guard

From ev'ry rising sin.
I'm a companion of the saints,

Who fear and love the Lord.

My sorrows rise, my nature faints,

When men transgress thy word.
4 While sinners do thy gospel wrong,

My spirit stands in awe:
My soul abhors a lying tongue;

But loves thy righteous law.
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. 6 My God, I long, I hope, I wait

For thy salvation still;
While thy whole law is my delight,

And I obey thy will.
PSALM 119. Fourteenth Part. C. M.

Benefit of afflictions, and support under them. 1 CONSIDER all my sorrows, Lord,

, And thy deliv’rance send : My soul for thy salvation faints ;

When will my troubles end ? 2 Yet I have found it good for me

To bear my Father's rod;
Afflictions make me learn thy law.,

And live upon my God. 3 This is the comfort I enjoy

When new distress begins;
I read thy word, I run thy ways,

And hate my former sins. .
4 Had not thy word been my delight,

When earthly joys had Aed,
My soul, opprest with sorrow's weight,

Had sunk among the dead. 5 I know thy judgments, Lord, are right,

Tho' they may seem severe ?


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