Psalm 119: Heth

High Jehova once I say
For my choise and lott I take,
I will sure his wordes obay.
Hott and harty sute I make,
Praying thus ev'n to thy lace,
Pitty me for thy words sake.
Ev'ry path, and every pace
Taught by thee, observing well,
To thy rule I frame my race.
Lest upon delaies I dwell
But to keepe contend with speed
What to me thy precepts tell.
By lewd robbers brought to need
From my losses of thy lawes
Never did neglect proceed.
Midnights watch thy praises cause,
While that me from bed and rest
Thought of thy just judgments drawes.
Fellowship and friendships best,
With thy fearers all I hold,
Such as hold thy biddings best.
Lord the earth can scarce enfold
What thou dost benignly give,
Let me then by thee be told
In thy learning how to live.