Psalm 119: Caph, Part 11

I Weary, faint, through long delay,
Waiting for Thy saving love.
On Thy word my soul I stay,
Trust Thine utmost grace to prove:
Fail mine eyes with looking up,
Long Thy promises to see;
When, Thou Object of my love,
Wilt Thou come and comfort me?
Shrivell'd and dried up am I;
Yet Thy law I do not leave;
"Lord, how long," I ever cry,
"Shall Thy helpless servant grieve?
When shall all my griefs be past?
When shall all my sins be o'er?
Judge and slay my foes at last.
Make me more than conqueror."
Sinners have Thy law broke through,
My unwary soul to' ensnare
Yet Thy laws are good and true,
True their awful sanctions are:
Me the persecuting foe
Is still ready to devour;
Help me. Lord, my sins o'erthrow.
Save me from the temi)ter's power.
Here my soul had almost fail'd,
Sunk into the burning pit;
But I still Thy precepts held,
Would not Thy commands forget.
Give me now Thy life to feel.
Quicken this dead soul of mine.
So I shall perform Thy will,
All Thy will in love Divine.
? LAMED. PART XII.

Faithful, everlasting Lord,
Standard of all truth and good!
Thy invariable word
From eternity hath stood;
To eternity it stands:
This fair universal frame,
Stabhsh'd by almighty hands,
Speaks its great Creator's fame.

Such as Thou didst first ordain,
Heaven and earth continue still;
Still Thy word doth all sustain,
All obey Thy sovereign vnll.
Had I not with joy abode
In the word of truth and grace,
I had sunk beneath my load,
I had never seen Thy face.

From the precepts of Thy law
Never will I, Lord, depart;
They have kept my soul in awe,
They have comforted my heart.
Save me, Lord, for I am Thine;
I have all Thy precepts sought,
Long'd to keep the law Divine,
Spotless both in word and thought,

Sinners have beset my way,
Sought my ruin to ensure;
But I in Thy precepts stay,
Here I stand and walk secure.
All of excellence beside
Here I see its doom receives;
But Thy word shall still abide,
But Thy word for ever lives.
n MEM. PART XIII.
How do I Thy precepts love!
Musing on Thy word all day,
Through the sacred leaves I rove;
Here I could for ever stay.
Wiser than mine enemies
I through Thy commandments am;
Kept thereby in perfect peace,
All Thy promises I claim.
More than all my teachers I,
Through Thy testimonies, know;
I to these my heart apply.
Let all other knowledge go.
Wiser than ungracious age
I, who in Thy statutes tread.
Guided by the sacred page.
Virtue is the hoary head.
I from every evil way
Have refram'd my wary feet,
That I might Thy word obey.
Might to all Thy will submit.
I have not Thy paths forsook;
Thou Thyself hast been my Guide,
Kept me by the sacred book,
Made me in Thy word abide.

O what manna in Thy word!
O what vast deUght I meet!
When I taste my gracious Lord,
Honey is not half so sweet.
Heavenly wisdom here I gain,
Walking in Thy word with Thee,
Every evil way disdain;
Thou art all in all to me.