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My soul lies cleaving to the dust

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #377 (1835) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Scripture: Psalm 119 Lyrics: My soul lies cleaving to the dust; Lord, give me life divine; From vain desires and every lust Turn off these eyes of mine. I need the influence of thy grace To speed me in thy way, Lest I should loiter in my race, Or turn my feet astray. When sore afflictions press me down, I need thy quick'ning powers; Thy word that I have rested on Shall help my heaviest hours. Are not thy mercies sovereign still, And thou a faithful God? Wilt thou not grant me warmer zeal To run the heav'nly road? Does not my heart thy precepts love, And long to see thy face? And yet how slow my spirits move Without enliv'ning grace! Then shall I love thy gospel more, And ne'er forget thy word, When I have felt its quick'ning power, To draw me near the Lord. Topics: Desire of quickening grace; Quickening grace Languages: English
My soul lies cleaving to the dust
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Psalm 119 Part 14

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.277 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Scripture: Psalm 119 First Line: Consider all my sorrows, Lord Lyrics: Consider all my sorrows, Lord, And thy deliv'rance send; My soul for thy salvation faints When will my troubles end? Yet I have found 'tis good for me To bear my Father's rod; Afflictions make me learn thy law, And live upon my God. This is the comfort I enjoy When new distress begins- I read thy word, I run thy way, And hate my former sins. Had not thy word been my delight When earthly joys were fled, My soul, oppressed with sorrow's weight Had sunk amongst the dead. I know thy judgments, Lord, are right, Though they may seem severe; The sharpest suff'rings I endure Flow from thy faithful care. Before I knew thy chast'ning rod My feet were apt to stray; But now I learn to keep thy word, Nor wander from thy way. Topics: Afflicted saints happy; Support and comfort in God; Afflictions support and profit Languages: English
Psalm 119 Part 14
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Consider all my sorrows, Lord

Author: Watts Hymnal: A Selection of Sacred Poetry #558 (1812) Scripture: Psalm 119 Topics: Domestic and Private Worship Languages: English
Consider all my sorrows, Lord
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Consider all my sorrows, Lord

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #623 (1835) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Scripture: Psalm 119 Lyrics: Consider all my sorrows, Lord, And thy deliv'rance send; My soul for thy salvation faints When will my troubles end? Yet I have found 'tis good for me To bear my Father's rod; Afflictions make me learn thy law, And live upon my God. This is the comfort I enjoy When new distress begins- I read thy word, I run thy way, And hate my former sins. Had not thy word been my delight When earthly joys were fled, My soul, oppressed with sorrow's weight Had sunk amongst the dead. I know thy judgments, Lord, are right, Though they may seem severe; The sharpest suff'rings I endure Flow from thy faithful care. Before I knew thy chast'ning rod My feet were apt to stray; But now I learn to keep thy word, Nor wander from thy way. Languages: English
Consider all my sorrows, Lord
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Fount of Glory

Author: Phoebe Palmer Hymnal: Church and Sunday School Hymnal with Supplement #194 (1902) Scripture: Psalm 119:97 First Line: Blessed Bible, how I love it! Languages: English Tune Title: [Blessed Bible, how I love it!]
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Blessed Bible, how I love it!

Author: Phoebe Palmer Hymnal: Hymns and Tunes #333 (1890) Scripture: Psalm 119:97 Languages: English Tune Title: FOUNT OF GLORY
Blessed Bible, how I love it!
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Blest are the undefiled in heart

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.264 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Scripture: Psalm 119 Lyrics: Blest are the undefiled in heart, Whose ways are right and clean; Who never from thy law depart, But fly from every sin. Blest are the men that keep thy word, And practise thy commands; With their whole heart they seek the Lord, And serve thee with their hands. Great is their peace who love thy law; How firm their souls abide! Nor can a bold temptation draw Their steady feet aside. Then shall my heart have inward joy, And keep my face from shame, When all thy statutes I obey, And honor all thy name. But haughty sinners God will hate, The proud shall die accursed; The sons of falsehood and deceit Are trodden to the dust. Vile as the dross the wicked are; And those that leave thy ways Shall see salvation from afar, But never taste thy grace. Topics: Saints happy, and sinners cursed Languages: English
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Psalm 119 Part 15

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.278 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Scripture: Psalm 119 First Line: O that thy statutes every hour Lyrics: O that thy statutes every hour Might dwell upon my mind! Thence I derive a quick'ning power, And daily peace I find. To meditate thy precepts, Lord, Shall be my sweet employ; My soul shall ne'er forget thy word; Thy word is all my joy. 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! My lips with courage shall declare Thy statutes and thy name; I'll speak thy word, though kings should hear, Nor yield to sinful shame. Let bands of persecutors rise To rob me of my right; Let pride and malice forge their lies, Thy law is my delight. 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. Topics: Purposes holy; Resolutions, holy; Vows of holiness Languages: English
Psalm 119 Part 15
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Bless'd are the undefiled in heart

Author: Dr. Watts Hymnal: Hymns and Spiritual Songs, Original and Selected, for the Use of Christians. (5th ed.) #P42 (1838) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Scripture: Psalm 119 Topics: The blessedness of saints, and misery of sinners Languages: English
Bless'd are the undefiled in heart
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O that thy statutes every hour

Author: Watts Hymnal: A Selection of Sacred Poetry #309 (1812) Scripture: Psalm 119 Topics: Devout Affections and Good Resolutions Languages: English
O that thy statutes every hour

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