Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David ‎#222a

222a. Sanctified Afflictions; of, Delight in the Word of God

1 Father, I bless thy gentle hand;
How kind was thy chastising rod,
That forc'd my conscience to a stand,
And brought my wandering soul to God!

2 Foolish and vain, I went astray,
Ere I had felt thy scourges, Lord,
I left my guide, and lost my way;
But now I love and keep thy word.

3 'Tis good for me to wear the yoke,
For pride is apt to rise and swell;
'Tis good to bear my father's stroke,
That I might learn his statutes well.

4 The law that issues from thy mouth
Shall raise my cheerful passions more
Than all the treasures of the south,
Or western hills of golden ore.

5 Thy hands have made my mortal frame,
Thy spirit form'd my soul within;
Teach me to know thy wondrous name,
And guard me safe from death and sin.

6 Then all that love and fear the Lord
At my salvation shall rejoice;
For I have trusted in thy word,
And made thy grace my only choice.

Text Information

• First Line: Father, I bless thy gentle hand
• Title: Sanctified Afflictions; of, Delight in the Word of God
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1790
• Scripture:
  Psalm 119:67
  ;
  Psalm 119:59
  ;
  Psalm 119:71-74
• Topic: Counsel and Support form God; Law of God: Delight in in; Persecutors: punished; Scripture: Delight in it; Afflictions: instruction by them; Afflictions: sanctified; Delight: in the law of God; Sanctified afflictions

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