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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 fins.

Ver. 92.

4 Had not thy word been my delight

When earthly joys were Aed,
My soul, oppreft with forrows weight,

Had funk amongst the dead.

Ver. 75.

5 I know thy judgments, Lord, are right,

Tho' they may seem fevere;
The sharpest suff'rings 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 wa
PSALM CXIX. Fifteenth Part. .

Holy resolutions.

Ver. 93.

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That thy statutes ev'ry hour

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 fweet 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 and Satan's hateful chains,
And set my feet at large?...

Ver. 13, 46.
4 My lips with courage shall declare

Thy statutes and thy name; I'll speak thy word, tho' kings should hear, Nor yield to finful 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.

6 Depart from me, ye wicked race,

Whose hands and hearts are ill:
I love my God, I love his ways,
And must obey his will.
PSALM CXIX. Sixteenth Part.
Prayes for quickning grace.

Ver. 25, 37
TY foul lyes cleaving to the dust;

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, Left I should loiter in my race, Or turn my feet astray.

end 3 When fore affiliations press me down,

I need thy quickning pow'rs; Thy word that I have rested on

Shall help my heaviest hours.

Ver. 107

Ver. 156, 40.
4 Are not thy mercies sov’reign still

Aud 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 love,

And long to see thy face?
And yet how slow my spirits move

Without 'enliv’ning grace !

Ver. 93:

6 Then shall I love thy gospel more,

And ne'er forget thy word,
When I have felt its quick’ning pow'r

To draw me near the Lord.

PSALM CXIX.

Seventeenth Part.

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Courage and perseverance under persecution ; or,
Grace shining in difficulties and trials.

Ver. 143, 28.
HEN paio and anguish teize me Lord,

All my support is from thy word:
My soul diffolves 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 fin,
Yet thy commands I ne'er decline.

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,
Till pride and malice die with shame.

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PSALM CXIX. Last Part.
Sanctified afli£tions ; or, Delight in the word of God.

Ver. 67, 59.
Ather, I blefs thy gentle hand;

How kind was thy chastizing rod,
That forc'd my conscience to a stand,

And brought my wand'ring foul to God! 2 Foolish and vain I went astray

Ere I had felt thy scourges, Lord,
I left my Guide, and lost my way;
But now I love and keep thy word.

Ver. 75.

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'Tis good for me to wear the yoke,
For pride is apt to rise and swell;
'Tis good to bear my Father's stroke,
That I might learn his statutes well.

Ver. 72.

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The law that issues from thy mouth
Shall raise my chcarful pafsions more
Than all the treasures of the South,
Or Western hills of golden ore.

Ver. 73•

5 Thy hands have made my mortal frame,

Thy Spirit form'd my soul within;
Teach me to know thy wondrous name,
And guard me safe from death and fin.

Ver. 74.

6 Then all that love and fear the Lord

At my salvation shall rejoice:
For I have hoped in thy word,
And made thy grace my only choice.

PSALM CXX.
Complaint of quarrelsome neighhours; or, A devout

wish for peace.
HOU God of love, thou ever bleft,

T Pity my fuf'ring fate;

When wilt thou set my soul at rest

From lips that love deceit ?
2 Hard lot of mine! my days are cast

Among the fons of Arife,
Whose never ceasiog brawlings waste

My golden hours of life.
3 O might I fly to change my place,

How would I chuse to dwell
In some wild lonesome wilderness,

And leave these gates of hell ! 4 Peace is the blessing that I seek,

How lovely are its charms!
I am for peace; but when I speaky

They all declare for arms.
5 New pallions fill their fouls engage,

And keep their malice frong,
What shall be done to curb thy rage,

O`thou devouring tongue !
6 Should burning arrows smite thee thro',

Strict justice would approve
But I had rather spare my foe,

And melt his heart with love.

PSALM CXXI. Long Metre.

Divine protection.
P to the hills I lift mine eyes,

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U to'eternal hilis beyond the skies;

Thence all her help my foul derives;

There my almighty Refuge lives. 2 He lives; the everlasting God,

That built the world, that spread the flood;
The heav'ns with all their hosts he made;
And the dark regions of the dead.

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