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 Psalm 119 part 6 by Isaac Watts 
						Holiness and comfort from the word.
 ver. 128
 
 Lord, I esteem thy judgments right,
 And all thy statutes just;
 Thence I maintain a constant fight
 With every flatt'ring lust.
 
 ver. 97,9
 
 Thy precepts often I survey;
 I keep thy law in sight,
 Through all the business of the day,
 To form my actions right.
 
 ver. 62
 
 My heart in midnight silence cries,
 "How sweet thy comforts be!"
 My thoughts in holy wonder rise,
 And bring their thanks to thee.
 
 ver. 162
 
 And when my spirit drinks her fill
 At some good word of thine,
 Not mighty men that share the spoil
 Have joys compared to mine.
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