Church Hymn Book ‎#P.CXIX.Daleth

P.CXIX.Daleth. My soul, oppress'd with deadly care

25 My soul, oppress'd with deadly care,
Close to the dust does cleave;
Revive me, Lord, and let me now
Thy promis'd aid receive.

26 To thee I still declar'd my ways,
And thou inclin'st thine ear;
O teach me then my future life
By thy just laws to steer.

27 If thou wilt make me know thy laws,
And by their guidance walk,
The wondrous works which thou hast done
Shall be my constant talk.

28 But see, my soul within me sinks,
Press'd down with weighty care;
Do thou, according to thy word,
My wasted strength repair.

29 Far, far from me be all false ways
And lying arts remov'd;
But kindly grant I still may keep
The path by thee approv'd.

30 Thy faithful ways, thou God of truth,
My happy choice I've made;
Thy judgments, as my rule of life,
Before me always laid.

31 My care has been to make my life
With thy commands agree;
O then preserve thy servant, Lord,
From shame and ruin free.

32 So in the way of thy commands
Shall I with pleasure run,
And, with a heart enlarg'd with joy,
Successfully go on.

Text Information

• First Line: My soul, oppress'd with deadly care
• Meter: C. M.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1816
• Scripture:
  Psalm 119:25-32

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