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My soul to dust cleaves: quicken me,
according to thy word.
My ways I shew’d, and me thou heard’st:
teach me thy statutes, Lord.
The way of thy commandements
make me aright to know;
So all thy works that wondrous are
I shall to others show.
My soul doth melt, and drop away,
for heaviness and grief:
To me, according to thy word,
give strength, and send relief.
From me the wicked way of lies
let far removed be;
And graciously thy holy law
do thou grant unto me.
I chosen have the perfect way
of truth and verity:
Thy judgments that most righteous are
before me laid have I.
I to thy testimonies cleave;
shame do not on me cast.
I’ll run thy precepts’ way, when thou
my heart enlarged hast.
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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Bible Refs:
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Ps 119:25-32;
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