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GIMEL.
Grant to thy servant now such grace,
as may my life prolong;
Thy holy word then will I keep
both in my heart and tongue.
My eyes, which are dim and shut up,
so open and make bright,
That of thy law and wondrous works
I may have the clear sight.
I am a stranger on the earth
wand'ring now here, now there
Thy word therefore to me disclose,
my footsteps for to clear.
My soul is ravished with desire,
and never is at rest,
But seeks to know thy judgments high,
and what may please thee best.
The proud and the malicious men
thou dost destroy each one,
And cursèd are such as do not
thy laws attend upon.
Lord, turn from me rebuke and shame,
which wicked men conspire,
For I have kept thy covenants
with zeal as hot as fire.
The princes great in council sat,
and did against me speak;
But then thy servant thought how he
thy statutes might not break.
For why? thy cov'nants are the joy
and solace of my heart,
They are my faithful counselors,
from them I'll not depart.
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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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1560,1812
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Bible Refs:
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Ps 119:17-24;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Year
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Song #
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| 1812 | # 119 |
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