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"That holy book shall guide our youth,
And well support our age.
PSALM 119. Fifth Part. C. M.

Delight in scripture.
0 HOW I love thy holy law!

'Tis daily my delight:
And thence my meditations draw

Divine advice by night.
2 My waking eyes prevent the day,

To meditate thy word:
My soul with longing melts away,

To hear thy gospel, Lord.
3 How doth thy word my heart engage !

How well employ my tongue !
And in my tiresome pilgrimage,

Yield me a heav'nly song!
4 Am I a stranger, or at home,

'Tis my perpetual feast;
Not honey, dropping from the comb,

So much allures the taste.
5 No treasures so enrich the mind;

Nor shall thy word be sold
For loads of silver well refin'd;

Nor heaps of choicest gold.
6 When nature sinks, and spirits droop,

Thy promises of grace
Are pillars to support my hope ;
And there I write thy praise.
PSALM 119. Sixth Part. C. M.

Holiness and comfort from the Word.

ORD, I esteem thy judgments right, ,

And all thy statutes just;
Thence I maintain a constant fight
With ev'ry flatt'ring lust.

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2 Thy precepts often I survey;

I keep thy laws in sight,
Thro' all the bus'ness of the day,

To form my actions right.
3 My heart in midnight silence cries,

“How sweet thy comforts be!" My thoughts in holy wonder rise,

And bring their thanks to thee.
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.

PSALM 119. Seventh Part. C. M. Imperfection of nature, and perfection of scripture. 1

LET all the heathen writers join,
Great God ! if once compar'd with thine,

How mean their writings look !
2 Not the most perfect rules they gave

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

But thine conduct to heav'n.
3 I've seen an end of what we call

Perfection here below :
How short the pow’rs of nature fall !
And can no farther

4. Yet men would fain be just with God,

works their hands have wrought ;
But thy commands, exceeding broad,

Extend to ev'ry thought.
5 In vain we boast perfection here,

While sin defiles our frame;
And sinks our virtues down so far,

They scarce deserve the name.

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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. 1

, LORD, I have made thy word my choice,

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 ;

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But mark the road my feet should

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

His law shall rule my heart.
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. 3 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 0 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,

Restoré 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.

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