When all thy statutes I obey,
And honour all thy name.

PSALM CXIX. PART II. 9, 130, 104, 105, 113, 140. (C. M.)

1 How shall the young secure their hearts,
And guard their lives from sin?
Thy word the choicest rules imparts
To keep the conscience clean.

2 When once it enters to the mind,
It spreads such light abroad,
The meanest souls instruction find,
And raise their thoughts to God.
3 'Tis like the sun, a heav'nly light,
That guides us all the day;

And through the dangers of the night,
A lamp to lead our way.

4 Thy precepts make me truly wise:
I hate the sinner's road;

I hate my own vain thoughts that rise,
But love thy law, my God.

5 Thy word is everlasting truth;
How pure is every page!

That holy book shall guide our youth,
And well support our age.

PSALM CXIX. PART III. 97, 111. (c. M.) 1 LORD, I have made thy word my choice, My lasting heritage;

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 '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 CXIX. PART IV. 5,33—37,133,176.(c. m.) 1O 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 mine 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, or heart, or hands,
Offend against my God.

PSALM CXIX. PART V. 25,32, 49,107, 93. (c.M.)

I My soul lies cleaving to the dust;
Lord, give me life divine!
From vain desires, and every lust,
Turn off these eyes of mine.

2 I need the influence of thy grace
To speed me in thy way,
Lest I should loiter in my race,
Or turn my feet astray.

3 When sore afflictions press me down,
I need thy quick'ning powers:
Thy word, that I have rested on,
Shall help my heaviest hours.

4 Are not thy mercies sov'reign still,
And thou a faithful God?

Wilt thou not grant me warmer zeal,
To run the heav'nly road?

5 Then shall I love thy gospel more,
And ne'er forget thy word,
When I have felt its quick'ning power
To draw me near the Lord.

PSALM CXIX. PART VI. 67, 71, 73-75. (L.M.)

1 FATHER, I bless thy gentle hand; How kind was thy chastising rod, That forc'd my conscience to a stand, And brought my wand'ring soul 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. 3 '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. 4 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 sin. 5 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 CXXI. (C. M.)

1 To Zion's hill I lift mine eyes, From thence expecting aid; From Zion's hill, and Zion's God,

Who heav'n and earth has made.

2 Then thou, my soul, in safety rest;
Thy guardian will not sleep:

His watchful care, who Israel guards,
Will Israel safely keep.

3 Shelter'd beneath th' Almighty wings,
Thou shalt securely rest,

Where neither sun nor moon shall thee
By day or night molest.

4 At home, abroad, in peace, in war,
Thy God shall thee defend;

And guide thee through life's pilgrimage,
Safe to thy journey's end.

PSALM CXXII. (c. M.)

1 How did my heart rejoice to hear
My friends devoutly say,
"In Zion let us all appear,
"And keep the solemn day!"

2 I love her gates, I love the road;
The church, adorn'd with grace,
Stands like a palace built for God
To shew his milder face.

3 Up to her courts, with joys unknown,
The holy tribes repair;

The Son of David holds his throne,
And sits in judgement there.

4 Peace be within this sacred place,
And joy a constant guest!

With holy gifts and heav'nly grace
Be her attendants blest!

5 My soul shall pray for Zion still,
While life or breath remains :
There my best friends, my kindred, dwell;
There God my Saviour reigns.

PSALM CXXV. (L. M.)

1 THOSE Who, with holy confidence,
Trust on the Lord for their defence,
Secur'd by his protecting hand,
Shall stedfast as mount Zion stand.
2 And as the mighty hills surround
Majestic Salem's hallow'd ground;
So round his people, widely spread,
Shall God his guardian influence shed,
3 Far from that people shall he still
Remove the dang'rous powers of ill,
Lest they beguile his favour'd race,
And turn them from the paths of grace.
4 Deal gently, Lord, with souls sincere,
And guide them in thy faith and fear,
Till they shall see thy promis'd rest,
And be with all thine Israel blest.