Nor let the scoffing lips prevail, 4 Did'st thou not raise my faith, O Lord! 1 And trust as well as fear. PSALM 119. Eleventh Part. C. M. THAT the Lord would guide my ways O that my God would grant me grace 2 O send thy Spirit down to write Nor let my tongue indulge deceit, 3 From vanity turn off my eyes; 4 Order my footsteps by thy word, Yet since I've not forgot thy way, 6 Make me to walk in thy commands, Nor let my head, nor heart, nor hands, PSALM 119. Twelfth Part. Twelfth Part. C. M. Breathing after comfort and deliverance. MY God, consider my distress, Let mercy plead my cause: Tho' I have sinn'd against thy grace,. 2 Forbid, forbid the sharp reproach, 3 Be thou a surety, Lord, for me, 4 Mine eyes with expectation fail : "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; 1 As thou art ever wont t' afford PSALM 119. Thirteenth Part. C. M.. W WITH my whole heart I've sought thy [face; From thy commands, O God of grace; 2 Thy word I've hid within my heart. 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, My soul abhors a lying tongue; 5 My heart with sacred rev'rence hears 6 My God, I long, I hope, I wait 1 While thy whole law is my delight, PSALM 119. Fourteenth Part. C. M. CONSIDER all my sorrows, Lord, And thy deliv'rance send ; My soul for thy salvation faints 3 This is the comfort I enjoy I read thy word, I run thy ways,. 4 Had not thy word been my delight, My soul, opprest with sorrow's weight, 5 I know thy judgments, Lord, are right, Tho' they may seem severe : The sharpest suff'rings, I endure, PSALM 119. Fifteenth Part. C. M. THAT thy statutes ev'ry hour 2 To meditate thy precepts, Lord, My soul shall ne'er forget thy words 3 How would I run in thy commands, 4 My lips with courage shall declare I'll speak thy word, tho' kings should hear Nor yield to sinful shame. 5 Let bands of persecutors rise To rob me of my right; Let pride and malice forge their lies, 6 Depart from me, ye wicked race, I love my God, I love his ways, PSALM 119. Sixteenth Part. C. M. MY soul lies cleaving to the dust; From vain desires and ev'ry lust, 3 When sore afflictions press me down, Wilt thou not grant me warmer zeal 5 Does not my heart thy precepts love, 6 Then shall I love thy gospel more, PSALM 119. Seventeenth Part. L. M. Grace shining in difficulties and trials. WHEN pain and anguish seize me, Lord, my support is from thy word: My soul dissolves with heaviness, Uphold me with thy strength'ning grace. 2 The proud have fram'd their scoffs and lies They watch my feet with envious eyes; |