Psalm 119: Gimel, Part 3

Thy unworthy servant, Lord,
With abundant grace receive;
That I may fulfil Thy word,
Bid me by Thy mercy live.
Open Thou mine inward eyes,
From the book the veil remove
That I may discern the prize.
The high prize of perfect love.

Known on earth to none but Thee,
Here a banish'd man I roam;
Let me Thy commandments see.
Show the light that guides me home.
All their deep design reveal.
All their inward power impart,
Grave them with Thy Spirit's seal
On the tables of my heart.

Faints my soul with strong desire
All Thy counsels to fulfil;
Only this I still require, —
Let me do Thy perfect will.
Wretched and accursed are they,
Bruised by Thy afflictive rod.
Who from Thy commandments stra.
Proudly sin against their God.

Far from me, O Lord, remove
Foul reproach and guilty shame;
I to keep Thy law have strove,
I have suffer'd for Thy name.
Mighty men and princes sat,
Threatening, in the scorner's chair;
All their haughty anger's weight
Meekly I rejoiced to bear.
Still I own'd Thee for my Lord;
Thee I fear'd, and Thee alone;
Musing in the written word,
In the power of God went on.
Strength, and counsel, and delight,
By the word I still receive
By the word I walk aright,
By the word for ever live.
n DALETH. PART IV.
To the dust my spirit cleaves.
Quicken me, my Life, my Lord!
Thee my humbled soul receives.
Trembling hangs upon Thy word.
I have all my sin declared;
Once Thou didst my pardon seal:
Show me now my prayer is heard,
Teach me now Thy perfect will.
Teach me Thy commands to do,
So shall I proclaim Thy praise,
Joyfully to sinners show
All the wonders of Thy grace.
Melts my soul, with guilt dismay'd.
Heavy laden and oppress'd;
Send me, Lord, the promised aid,
Give the weary sinner rest.

Every evil word and way
Far from me, O God, remove!
Teach my willing heart to' obey
All the gracious law of love.
I have chose the better part,
The true way of life Divine;
Thou my only portion art;
All Thy pleasure shall be mine.

Lord, I unto Thee have cleaved:
Put me not to endless shame, —
Me, who have Thy truth received,
Me, who all Thy promise claim!
Set my heart at liberty,
Swiftly then my soul shall move.
Run the way prescribed by Thee,
All the way of perfect love.
n HE. PART v.