Dr. Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David ‎#273

273. O that thy statutes ev'ry hour

1 O that thy statutes ev'ry hour
Might dwell upon my mind!
Thence I derive a quick'ning pow'r,
And daily peace I find.

2 To meditate thy precepts, Lord,
Shall be my sweet employ;
My soul shall ne'er forget thy word,
Thy word is all my joy.

3 How would I run in thy commands,
If thou my heart discharge
From sin and Satan's hateful chains,
And set my feet at large!

4 My lips with courage shall declare
Thy statutes and thy name;
I'll speak thy word, tho' kings should hear,
Nor yield to sinful shame.

5 Let bands of persecutors rise
To rob me of my right,
Let pride and malice forge their lies,
Thy law is my delight.

6 Depart from me ye wicked race,
Whose hands and hearts are ill;
I love my God, I love his ways,
And must obey his will.

Text Information

• First Line: O that thy statutes ev'ry hour
• Meter: C. M.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1790
• Scripture:
  Psalm 119:93
  ;
  Psalm 119:15-16
  ;
  Psalm 119:32
  ;
  Psalm 119:13
  ;
  Psalm 119:46
  ;
  Psalm 119:61
  ;
  Psalm 119:69-70
  ;
  Psalm 119:115
• Notes: Part 15

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