Lord, I have made your word my choice,
my lasting heritage;
there shall my noblest powers rejoice,
my truest thoughts engage.
I'll read the histories of your love,
and keep your laws in sight;
your words and promises will prove
an ever fresh delight.
In your broad land of wealth unknown,
where springs of life arise;
the seeds of heavenly bliss are sown,
and hidden glory lies.
|First Line:||Lord, I have made your word my choice|
|Author:||Isaac Watts (1719, alt. 2013)|
|Source:||Psalm 119, 8th Part, alt.|
|Composer:||Morgan Simmons (2013)|
|Copyright:||© 2013 Morgan Simmons|