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(155) Psalm 119.

Lord! I have made thy word my choice,

My lasting heritage;

There shall my noblest powers rejoice,

My warmest thoughts engage.

2 I'll read the histories of thy love,

And keep thy laws in sight,

While through 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.

Isaac Watts, 1719.