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PSALM 119. Seventeenth Part. L.M.
Grace shining in difficulties and trials. (cont.)

2	And tempt my soul to snares and sin; Yet thy commands I ne'er decline.
3	They hate me, Lord, without a cause; They hate to see me love thy laws; But I will trust and fear thy name, Till pride and malice die with shame.

PSALM 119. Eighteenth Part. L.M.
Sanctified afflictions.

1	FATHER, I bless thy gentle hand; How kind was thy chastising rod, That forc'd my conscience to a stand, And brought my wand'ring soul to God!
2	Foolish and vain I went astray, Ere I had felt thy scourges, Lord; I left my guide, and lost my way; But now I love and keep thy word.
3	'Tis good for me to wear the yoke, For pride is apt to rise and swell: 'Tis good to bear my Father's stroke, That I might learn his statutes well.
4	The law, that issues from thy mouth, Shall raise my cheerful passions more, Than all the treasures of the South, Or Western hills of golden ore.
5	Thy hands have made my mortal frame, Thy Spirit form'd my soul within: Teach me to know thy wondrous name, And guard me safe from death and sin.
6	Then all that love and fear the Lord, At my salvation shall rejoice: For I have hoped in thy word, And made thy grace my only choice.

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PSALM 119. Nineteenth Part. L.M.
Sanctified afflictions.

1	KEEP me from fainting in my prayers, When to thy footstool, Lord, I come: My soul with God would leave her cares, And hope for mercy from the throne.
2	Kindle a flame of love and zeal, While wrestling for the grace I need; Bring me by faith within the vail, And help me ardently to plead.
3	Known to the Lord are all my sighs: I will not yield to unbelief; But persevere with fervent cries, Until he hear and grant relief.

PSALM 119. Twentieth Part. C.M.
Resting upon the Word.

1	REMEMBER all my sorrows, Lord,    And do as thou hast said; Send help according to thy word,    And give the promis'd aid.
2	Repeated mercies in a train    Demand my gratitude; And these my faith and hope sustain,    That more will be bestow'd.
3	Renew thy work of grace, then, Lord,    Nor let my soul complain; That, while I rest upon thy word,    My hopes are still in vain.

PSALM 119. Twenty-First Part. L.M.
An appeal to the Searcher of hearts.

1	SEARCHER and Saviour of my soul, My Sun, my Shield, my sov'reign Judge, All things are naked to thy view, My heart, my thoughts, my words, my ways.