Psalm 119 part 12 by Isaac Watts
Breathing after comfort and deliverance.
ver. 153
My God, consider my distress, Let mercy plead my cause; Though I have sinned against thy grace, I can't forget thy laws.
ver. 39,116
Forbid, forbid the sharp reproach Which I so justly fear; Uphold my life, uphold my hopes, Not let my shame appear.
ver. 122,135
Be thou a surety, Lord, for me, Nor let the proud oppress; But make thy waiting servant see The shining of thy face.
ver. 82
My eyes with expectation fail, My heart within me cries, "When will the Lord his truth fulfil, And make my comforts rise?"
ver. 132
Look down upon my sorrows, Lord, And show thy grace the same As thou art ever wont t' afford To those that love thy name.
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