119 (4)Psalm 119 Part 4
(verses 25-32)
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