215b. Desire of Knowedge

1 Thy mercies fill the earth, O Lord,
How good thy works appear!
Open my eyes to read thy word,
And see thy wonders there.

2 My heart was fashion'd by thy hand,
My service is thy due,
Oh make thy servant understand
The duties he must do.

3 Since I'm a stranger here below,
Let not thy path be hid,
But mark the road my feet should go,
And be my constant guide

4 When I confess'd my wandering ways,
Thou heardst my soul complain;
Grant me the teachings of thy grace,
Or I shall stray again.

5 If God to me his statutes shew,
And heavenly truth impart,
His work forever I'll pursue,
His law shall rule my heart.

6 This was my comfort when I bore
Variety of grief;
It made me learn thy word the more,
And fly to that relief.

7 [In vain the proud deride me now;
I'll ne'er forget thy law,
Nor let that blessed gospel go,
Whence all my hopes I draw.

8 When I have learn'd my Father's will,
I'll teach the world his ways;
My thankful lips, inspir'd with zeal,
Shall sing aloud his praise.]

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First Line: Thy mercies fill the earth, O Lord
Title: Desire of Knowedge
Language: English
Publication Date: 1786
Scripture: ; ; ; ; ; ; ; ; ;
Topic: Counsel and Support form God; Law of God: Delight in in; Persecutors: punished (3 more...)
Notes: Ninth Part
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