119 (4)	Psalm 119 Part 4 (verses 25-32)	CM
	MY soul lies cleaving to the dust,    Lord, give me life divine; From vain desires and every lust,     O turn these eyes of mine.
2	I need the influence of Thy grace     To speed me in Thy way, Lest I should linger in the race,     Or turn my feet astray.
3	When I have learned Thy glorious will,     I’ll teach the world Thy ways: These thankful lips, inspired with zeal,     Shall sound aloud Thy praise.
4	When nature sinks, and spirits droop,     Thy promises of grace Are the great pillars of my hope,     And there I base my praise.
5	O send Thy Spirit down to write     Thy law upon my heart! Nor let my tongue indulge deceit,     Nor act the liar’s part.
6	I chose the path of heavenly Truth,     And glory in that choice; Not all the riches of this earth     Could make me so rejoice.
	Isaac Watts, 1674-1748