119 (16)Psalm 119 Part 16
(verses 153-160)
CONSIDER all my troubles, Lord,
   And guardian blessings send;
My soul for Thy deliverance faints,
    O bid my sorrows end.
2  Are not Thy mercies sovereign still,
    And Thou a faithful God?
O grant me now a warmer zeal
    To run the heavenly road.
3  Does not my heart Thy precepts love,
    And long to see Thy face?
And yet how slow my spirits move,
    Without enlivening grace!
4  Thy Word is everlasting Truth;
    How pure is every page!
This book divine shall guide our youth,
    And richly bless our age.
Isaac Watts, 1674-1748