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The love that to thy laws I bear
no language can display;
They with fresh wonders entertain
my ravished thoughts all day.
Through thy commands I wiser grow
than all my subtle foes;
For thy sure word doth me direct,
and all my ways dispose.
From me my former teachers now
may abler counsel take,
Because thy sacred precepts I
my constant study make.
In understanding I excel
the sages of our days;
Because by thy unerring rules
I order all my ways.
My feet with care I have refrained
from ev'ry sinful way,
That to thy sacred word I might
entire obedience pay.
I have not from thy judgments strayed,
by vain desires misled;
For, Lord, thou hast instructed me
thy righteous paths to tread.
How sweet are all thy words to me !
O what divine repast!
How much more grateful to my soul
than honey to my taste!
Taught by thy sacred precepts, I
with heav'nly skill am blest:
Through which the treach'rous ways of sin
I utterly detest.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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Dates:
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1696
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Bible Refs:
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Ps 119:97-104;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Year
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| 1821 | # 119 |
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