And, in my tiresome pilgrimage,
Yields me a heavenly song.

4 Am I a stranger, or at home?
'T is my perpetual feast;
Not honey, dropping from the comb,
So much delights my taste.

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

For loads of silver well-refined,

Or heaps of choicest gold.

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

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And there I write thy praise.

PSALM 119, Sixth Part, C. M.

Conflict with Sin, and Comfort from the World.
ORD! I esteem thy judgments right,
And all thy statutes just:

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Thence I maintain a constant fight
With every flattering lust.

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

Through all the business 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 compared with mine.

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PSALM 119, Seventh Part, C. M.
Excellency of the Scriptures.

1 LET all the heathen writers join
To form one perfect book;

Great God! if once compared with thine,
How mean their writings look!

2 Not the most perfect rules they gave

Could show one sin forgiven,

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Nor lead a step beyond the grave;
But thine conduct to heaven.

3 I've seen an end of what we call
Perfection here below;

How short the powers of nature fall,
And can no further go!

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By works their hands have wrought;
But thy commands, exceeding broad,
Extend to every thought.

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5 Our faith, and love, and every grace,
Fall far below thy word;

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But perfect truth and righteousness
Dwell only with the Lord.

PSALM 119, Eighth Part, C. M.

Comfort from the Bible.

ORD! I have made thy word my choice,

There shall my noblest powers rejoice,
My warmest thoughts engage.

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 'T is a broad land of wealth unknown,
Where springs of life arise;

Seeds of immortal bliss are sown,
And hidden glory lies:-

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It makes our sorrows blest :-
Our fairest hope, beyond the grave,
And our eternal rest.

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PSALM 119, Ninth Part, C. M.
Teaching of the Spirit with the Word.
IY mercies fill the earth, O Lord!
How good thy works appear!
Open mine eyes to read thy word,
And see thy wonders there.

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Let not thy path be hid;

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But mark the road my feet should go,
And be my constant guide.

3 When I confessed my wandering ways,
Thou heardest my soul complain;
Grant me the teachings of thy grace,
Or I shall stray again.

4 When I have learned my Father's will,
I'll teach the world his ways:
My thankful lips, inspired with zeal,
Shall loud pronounce his praise.

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PSALM 119, Tenth Part, C. M.
Pleading with God.

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 promised quickening grace?
Does not my heart address thy throne ?-
And yet thy love delays!

3 Mine eyes for thy salvation fail;
Oh! bear thy servant up;
Nor let the scoffing lips prevail,
That dare reproach my hope.

4 Didst thou not raise my faith, O Lord?
Then let thy truth appear:

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Saints shall rejoice in my reward,
And trust, as well as fear.

PSALM 119, Eleventh Part, C. M.

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Breathing after Holiness.

H! that the Lord would guide my ways
To keep his statutes still:

Oh! that my God would grant me grace
To know and do his will.

2 Oh! send thy Spirit down, to write
Thy law upon my heart;

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

3 From vanity turn off my eyes;
Let no corrupt design,

Nor covetous desires, ise
Within this soul of wine.

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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 wandering sheep.

6 Make me to walk in thy commands-
'T is a delightful road;

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Nor let my head, or heart, or hands,
Offend against my God.

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PSALM 119, Twelfth Part, C. M.

Confession and Prayer.

Y God! consider my distress,
Let mercy plead my cause;

Though I have sinned 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 Look down upon my sorrows, Lord!
And show thy grace the same;

Thy tender mercies still afford
To those that love thy name.

PSALM 119, Thirteenth Part, C. M.

Holy Fear, and Tenderness of Conscience.

WITH my whole heart I 've sought thy face;

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Oh! let me never stray

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 every rising sin.

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My sorrows rise, my nature faints,
When men transgress thy word.

4 My heart with sacred reverence hears
The threatenings of thy word;
My flesh, with holy trembling, fears
The judgments of the Lord.

5 My God! I long, I hope, I wait
For thy salvation still;

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While thy whole law is my delight,
And I obey thy will.

PSALM 119, Fourteenth Part, C. M.
Benefit of Affliction.

CONSIDER all my sorrows, Lord!
And thy deliverance send;

My soul for thy salvation faints;
When will my troubles end?

2 Yet I have found, 't is good for me
To bear my Father's rod;
Afflictions make me learn thy law,
And live upon my God.

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

My soul, oppressed with sorrow's weight,
Had sunk among the dead.

4 I know thy judgments, Lord! are right,
Though they may seem severe;
The sharpest sufferings I endure
Flow from thy faithful care.

5 Before I knew thy chastening rod,
My feet were apt to stray;

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

PSALM 119, Fifteenth Part, C. M.

Pious Resolutions.

that thy statutes, every hour,
Might dwell upon my mind;
Thence I derive a quickening power,
And daily peace I find.

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