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Behold thy waiting servant, Lord

Hymnal: DWIP1790 #268 (1790) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Scripture: Psalm 119:38 Lyrics: 1 Behold thy waiting servant, Lord, Devoted to thy fear; Remember and confirm thy word, For all my hopes are there. 2 Hast thou not writ salvation down, And promised quick'ning grace? Doth not my heart address thy throne? And yet thy love delays. 3 Mine eyes for thy salvation fail; O bear thy servant up! Nor let the scoffing lips prevail, Who dare reproach my hope. 4 Didst thou not raise my faith, O Lord? Then let thy truth appear: Saints shall rejoice in my reward, And trust as well as fear. Languages: English

Thou art my portion, O my God

Hymnal: DWIP1790 #261b (1790) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Scripture: Psalm 119:57 Lyrics: 1 Thou art my portion, O my God; Soon as I know thy way, My heart makes haste t' obey thy word, And suffers no delay. 2 I choose the path of heav'nly truth, And glory in my choice; Not all the riches of the earth Could make me so rejoice. 3 The testimonies of thy grace I set before my eyes: Thence I derive my daily strength, And there my comfort lies. 4 If once I wander from thy path, I think upon my ways; Then turn my feet to thy commands, And trust thy pard'ning grace. 5 Now I am thine, for ever thine, O save thy servant, Lord! Thou art my shield, my hiding place, My hope is in thy word. 6 Thou hast inclin'd this heart of mine Thy statutes to fulfil: And thus, till mortal life shall end, Would I perform thy will. Languages: English

Thy mercies fill the earth, O Lord

Hymnal: DWIP1790 #267 (1790) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Scripture: Psalm 119:64 Lyrics: 1 Thy mercies fill the earth, O Lord, How good thy works appear! Open mine eyes to read thy word, And see thy wonders there. 2 My heart was fashion'd by thy hand, My service is thy due; O make thy servant understand The duties he must do. 3 Since I'm a stranger here below, Let not thy path be hid; But mark the road my feet should go, And be my constant guide. 4 When I confess'd my wand'ring ways, Thou heard'st my soul complain; Grant me the teachings of thy grace, Or I shall stray again. 5 If God to me his statutes shew, And heav'nly truth impart, His work for ever I'll pursue, His law shall rule my heart. 6 This was my comfort when I bore Variety of grief; It made me learn thy word the more, And fly to that relief. 7 [In vain the proud deride me now; I'll ne'er forget thy law; Nor let that blessed gospel go, Whence all my hopes I draw. 8 When I have learn'd my Father's will, I'll teach the world his ways; My thankful lips inspired with zeal, Shall loud pronounce his praise.] Languages: English

Father, I bless thy gentle hand

Hymnal: DWIP1790 #276 (1790) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Scripture: Psalm 119:67 Lyrics: 1 Father, I bless thy gentle hand; How kind was thy chastising rod, That forc'd my conscience to a stand, And brought my wand'ring soul to God! 2 Foolish and vain I went astray Ere I had felt thy scourges, Lord; I left my guide, and lost my way, But now I love and keep thy word. 3 'Tis good for me to wear the yoke, For pride is apt to rise and swell; 'Tis good to bear my Father's stroke, That I might learn his statutes well. 4 The law that issues from thy mouth Shall raise my cheerful passions more Than all the treasures of the south, Or western hills of golden ore. 5 Thy hands have made my mortal frame, Thy spirit form'd my soul within; Teach me to know thy wond'rous name, And guard me safe from death and sin. 6 Then all that love and fear the Lord, At my salvation shall rejoice; For I have hoped in thy word, And made thy grace my only choice. Languages: English

O that thy statutes ev'ry hour

Hymnal: DWIP1790 #273 (1790) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Scripture: Psalm 119:93 Lyrics: 1 O that thy statutes ev'ry hour Might dwell upon my mind! Thence I derive a quick'ning pow'r, 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 delight. 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. Languages: English

Let all the heathen writers join

Hymnal: DWIP1790 #266a (1790) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Scripture: Psalm 119:96 Lyrics: 1 Let all the heathen writers join To form one perfect book, Great God, if once compar'd with thine, How mean their writings look! 2 Not the most perfect rules they gave Could shew one sin forgiv'n, Nor lead a step beyond the grave; But thine conduct to heav'n. 3 I've seen an end to what we call Perfection here below; How short the pow'rs of nature fall, And can no further go! 4 Yet men would fain be just with God, By works their hands have wrought; But thy commands, exceeding broad, Extend to ev'ry thought. 5 In vain we boast perfection here, While sin defiles our frame; And sinks our virtues down so far, They scarce deserve the name. 6 Our faith and love, and ev'ry grace, Fall far below thy word; But perfect truth and righteousness Dwell only with the Lord. Languages: English

O how I love thy holy law!

Hymnal: DWIP1790 #264 (1790) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Scripture: Psalm 119:97 Lyrics: 1 O how I love thy holy law! 'Tis daily my delight: And thence my meditations draw Divine advice by night. 2 My waking eyes prevent the day To meditate thy word: My soul with longing melts away To hear thy gospel, Lord. 3 How doth thy word my heart engage! How well employ my tongue! And in my tiresome pilgrimage Yields me a heav'nly song. 4 Am I a stranger, or at home, 'Tis my perpetual feast; Not honey dropping from the comb So much allures the taste. 5 No treasures so enrich the mind; Nor shall thy word be sold For loads of silver well refin'd, Nor heaps of choicest gold. 6 When nature sinks, and spirits droop, Thy promises of grace Are pillars to support my hope, And there I write thy praise. Languages: English

Lord, I have made thy word my choice

Hymnal: DWIP1790 #266b (1790) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Scripture: Psalm 119:111 Lyrics: 1 Lord, I have made thy word my choice, My lasting heritage; There shall my noblest pow'rs rejoice, My warmest thoughts engage. 2 I'll read the hist'ries of thy love, And keep thy laws in sight, While thro' the promises I rove, With ever fresh delight. 3 'Tis a broad land of wealth unknown, Where springs of life arise, Seeds of immortal bliss are sown, And hidden glory lies. 4 The best relief that mourners have, It makes our sorrows blest; Our fairest hope beyond the grave, And our eternal rest. Languages: English

Lord, I esteem thy judgments right

Hymnal: DWIP1790 #265 (1790) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Scripture: Psalm 119:128 Lyrics: 1 Lord, I esteem thy judgments right, And all thy statutes just! Thence I maintain a constant fight With ev'ry flatt'ring lust. 2 Thy precepts often I survey: I keep thy law in sight, Thro' all the business of the day, To form my actions right. 3 My heart in midnight silence cries, 'How sweet thy comforts be!' My thoughts in holy wonder rise, And bring their thanks to thee. 4 And when my spirit drinks her fill At some good word of thine, Not mighty men that share the spoil, Have joys compar'd with mine. Languages: English

When pain and anguish seize me Lord

Hymnal: DWIP1790 #275 (1790) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Scripture: Psalm 119:143 Lyrics: 1 When pain and anguish seize me, Lord, All my support is from thy word; My soul dissolves for heaviness, Uphold me with thy strength'ning grace. 2 The proud have fram'd their scoffs and lies, They watch my feet with envious eyes, And tempt my soul to snares and sin, Yet thy commands I ne'er decline. 3 They hate me, Lord, without a cause, They hate to see me love thy laws; But I will trust and fear thy name, Till pride and malice die with shame. Languages: English