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