Psalms of Grace ‎#119:97-104a

119:97-104a. How Dear, O LORD

1 How dear, O LORD, Thy law I deem.
My daily thought's perpetual theme!
Thence ranked among the truly wise,
Superior to my foes I rise.

2 Nor all the learning of the sage,
Nor all the skill of practiced age,
Can vie with him, who studies still
To know Thy Word, to do Thy will.

3 Trained by Thy truth, my careful feet
From sin's delusive paths retreat;
Nor, taught by Thee, presume to stray
From Thy unerring course away.

4 How sweet my soul Thy Words esteems!
Sweet as my moth the honeyed streams
By them to just discernment led,
I hate the ways of vice to tread.

Text Information

• First Line: How dear, O LORD, Thy law I deem
• Title: How Dear, O LORD
• Author: Richard Mant (1824)
• Meter: 8.8.8.8 LM
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 2022

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