Text: | Holy Resolutions |
1 Oh that thy statutes every hour
Might dwell upon my mind!
Thence I derive a quickening power
And daily peace I find.
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.
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!
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.
5 Let bands of persecutors rise
To rob me of my right;
Let pride and malice forge their lies,
Thy law is my deligt.
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.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | Oh that my statutes every hour |
Title: | Holy Resolutions |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1790 |
Scripture: | ; ; ; ; ; ; ; |
Topic: | Counsel and Support form God; Law of God: Delight in in; Persecutors: punished(2 more...) |
Notes: | Fifteenth Part |