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Thy law is my delight.
Psalm 119:174.
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.
Watts.