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2 I choose the path of heavenly truth,
And glory in my choice;
Not all the riches of the earth

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Can make me fo rejoice.

The teftimonies of thy grace

I fet before my eyes;

Thence I derive my daily ftrength,
And there my comfort lies.

If e'er I wander from thy path,

I think upon my ways,

Then turn my feet to thy commands,
And truft thy pard'ning grace.
If thou incline this wandering heart
Thy precepts to fulfil;

Then, till my mortal life fhall end,
I fhall perform thy will,

WATTS.

Pfalm CXIX. 4th Part. C. M. [or b]

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Inftruction from Scripture.

HY word is like a heavenly light,
Which guides us all the day;

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

? When once it enters to the mind,
It fpreads fuch light abroad,
The meaneft fouls inftruction find,
And raise their thoughts to God.
3 The starry heavens thy rule obey,
The earth preferves her place;
In nature's volume night and day,
Thy power and fkill we trace.

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But in thy law, and gofpel, Lord,

Are leffons more divine;

Not earth ftands firmer than thy word,
Nor ftars fo nobly shine.
5 Thy word is everlasting truth;
How pure is every page!

That holy book fhall guide our youth,
And well fupport our age.

WATTS.

Plaim CXIX. Fifth Part. L. M. D Godly Sorrow for the Sins of Men.

ARISE, my tender thoughts, arife ;

Let torrents drown my weeping eyes;
And thou, my heart, with anguish feel
Thofe evils which thou canst not heal.
2 See human beings funk in fhame;
See fcandals pour'd on Jefus' name;
See God infulted through his Son,
The world abus'd, the foul undone.
3 My heart with reverence hears thy word,
And trembles at thy threat'nings, Lord;
I know the wretched, dreadful end
To which their careless steps descend.
4 My God, the mournful fcene I view,
With horror and with pity too;
O could my fympathy reclaim

The wretches from deftructive flame !
5 But feeble my compaffion proves,
It can but weep, where moft it loves;
Thy own all-faving grace employ,
And turn thefe drops of grief to joy.

DODDRIDGE

Pfalm CXIX. 6th Part. C. M. [* or b]

Delight in the Word of God.

HOW I love thy holy law,
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'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 foul with longing melts away,
To hear thy gofpel, Lord.

3 When midnight darkness veils the skies,
I call thy words to mind;
My thoughts in warm devotion rife,
And God's acceptance find.

4 How doth thy word my heart engage;
How well employ my tongue!
It cheers my tiresome pilgrimage,
And yields a heav'nly song !

5 Am I a stranger, or at home,
'Tis
my continual feaft:

Not honey dropping from the comb
So much allures the tafte.

6 No treasures so enrich the mind,
Nor fhall thy word be fold
For loads of filver well refin'd,
Nor heaps of fhining gold.

7 When nature finks and fpirits droop,
Thy promises of grace

Are pillars to fupport my hope,
And elevate my praife.

WATTS

Plaim CXIX. 7th Part. C. M. [* or

The Variety and Comfort of the divine Word.

LORD, I have made thy word my choice

Thy ftatutes all are juft;

They make my nobleft powers rejoice,
And mortify my luft.

2 Thy precepts often I furvey,
And keep thy laws in fight;
Through all the bufinefs of the day,
To form my actions right.

3 And when my fpirit takes her fill
From fountains fo divine,
Not mighty men that fhare the fpoil,
Have joy compar'd to mine.

4 I read the hift'ries of thy love,
And keep thy grace in fight;
Whilft through the promifes I rove
With ever new delight.

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'Tis like a land of wealth unknown,
Where living fprings arife;

Seeds of immortal blifs are fown,
And hidden glory lies.

The beft relief that mourners have
It makes our forrows bleft;

Our faireft hope beyond the grave,
And our eternal reft.

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WATTS.

Pfalm CXIX. 8th Part. C. M. [* or

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The Perfection of Scripture.

ET all the heathen writers join
To form one perfect book;

Great God, if once compar'd with thine,
How mean their writings look!

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2 Not the most perfect rules they gave,
Could fhow one fin forgiven;
Nor lead a step beyond the grave;
But thine conduct to heaven.

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

How fhort the powers of nature fall,

And can no farther

go.

4 But thy commands, O righteous Lord,
Pervade the heart within;
Thy perfect law, exceeding broad,
Detects the fecret fin.

5 In vain we boaft perfection here,
While fin defiles our frame,
And finks our virtues down fo far,
They fcarce deserve the name.
6 Our faith, and love, and every grace
Fall far beneath thy word;

But perfect truth and righteousness
Dwell only with the Lord.

WATTS, varied.

Plaim CXIX. 9th Part. C. M. [* or b]

Defire of Divine Knowledge.

HY mercies fill the earth, O Lord,
How great thy works appear!
Open my eyes to read thy word,
And see thy wonders there.
2 My flesh, by thy creating hands,
Is form'd with care and skill;

O make me learn thy just commands,
That I may them fulfil.

3 Since I'm a ftranger here below,
Be thou my conftant guide;

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