Ver. 93. That thy statutes every hour Might dwell upon my mind! Thence I derive a quickening power, And daily peace I find.
Ver. 15 16. 2 To meditate thy precepts, Lord, Shall be my sweet employ; My soul shall ne'er forget thy word, Thy word is all my joy.
Ver. 32. 3 How would I run in thy commands, If thou my heart discharge From sin and Satan's hateful chains, And set my feet at large!
Ver. 13 46. 4 My lips with courage shall declare Thy statutes and thy Name; I'll speak thy word, tho' kings should hear Nor yield to sinful shame.
Ver. 61 69 70. 5 Let bands of persecutors rise To rob me of my right, Let pride and malice forge their lies, Thy law is my delight.
Ver. 115. 6 Depart from me, ye wicked race, Whose hands and hearts are ill; I love my God, I love his ways, And must obey his will.