The law that the Lord has ordained
Is perfect, the soul to restore;
His trust makes the simple most wise,
The truth that is sure evermore.
His precepts are righteous and just,
Rejoicing the heart and the mind;
And all His commandments are pure,
Enlight'ning the eyes of the blind.
The fear of the Lord is most clean,
Forever unmoved it has stood;
His judgments are perfectly true,
In all things most righteous and good.
Such treasure no gold can supply,
Such sweetness no honey afford;
Their warnings none heed and obey
But find most abundant reward.
O who can his errors discern?
From hidden faults, Lord, keep me free;
Let pride never reign in my heart,
And clear of great sin I shall be.
I pray that my words and my thoughts
May all with Thy precepts accord,
And ever be pleasing to Thee,
My rock, my Redeemer, my Lord.
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