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According to thy promised grace thy

According to thy promised grace,
thy favor, Lord, extend:
Make good to me the word, on which
thy servant's hopes depend.

That only comfort in distress
did all my griefs control;
Thy word, when troubles hemmed me round,
revived my fainting soul.

Insulting foes did proudly mock,
and all my hopes deride;
Yet from thy law not all their scoffs
could make me turn aside.

Thy judgments then of ancient date
I quickly called to mind,
Till, ravished with such thoughts, my soul
did speedy comfort find.

Sometimes I stand amazed like one
with deadly horror struck,
To think how all my sinful foes
have thy just laws forsook.

But I thy statutes and decrees
my cheerful anthems made;
Whilst through strange lands and desert wilds
I like a pilgrim strayed.

Thy Name, that cheered my heart by day,
has filled my thoughts by night;
I then resolved by thy just laws
to guide my steps aright.

That peace of mind, which has my soul
in deep distress sustained,
By strict obedience to thy will
I happily obtained.

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Meter: 8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
      Dates: 1696
      Bible Refs: Ps 119:49-56;
      Hymn/Song Book Year Song #
      1821# 119
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