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Isaac Watts - Psalm 119 part 16
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Prayer for quickening grace.

ver. 25,37 

My soul lies cleaving to the dust;
Lord, give me life divine;
From vain desires and every lust
Turn off these eyes of mine.

I need the influence of thy grace
To speed me in thy way,
Lest I should loiter in my race,
Or turn my feet astray.

ver. 107 

When sore afflictions press me down,
I need thy quick`ning powers;
Thy word that I have rested on
Shall help my heaviest hours.

ver. 156,40 

Are not thy mercies sovereign still,
And thou a faithful God?
Wilt thou not grant me warmer zeal
To run the heav`nly road?

ver. 159,40 

Does not my heart thy precepts love,
And long to see thy face?
And yet how slow my spirits move
Without enliv`ning grace!

ver. 93 

Then shall I love thy gospel more,
And ne`er forget thy word,
When I have felt its quick`ning power,
To draw me near the Lord.
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