Psalms 119:151-153

• [Psa 119:151] O Love Divine, That Stooped To Share

  O Love divine, that stooped to share Our sharpest pang, our bitterest tear! On Thee we cast each earthborn care; We smile at pain while Thou art near. Though long the weary way we tread, And sorrow crown each lingering year, No path we shun, no darkness dread, Our hearts still whispering, “Thou art near!” When drooping pleasure turns to grief, And trembling faith is changed to fear, The murmuring wind, the quivering leaf, Shall softly tell us Thou art near! On Thee we fling our burdening woe, O Love divine, forever dear! Content to suffer while we know, Living and dying, Thou art near!

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• [Psa 119:153] Regard My Grief And Rescue Me

  Regard my grief and rescue me, For I do not forget Thy laws; As Thou hast promised, save me, Lord, Redeem my soul, and plead my cause. Far is salvation from the men Who do not seek Thy statutes, Lord; Great are Thy mercies, quicken me According to Thy holy Word. I bear the spite of many foes, Yet from Thy law I do not swerve; I saw the faithless and was grieved, For they Thy Word do not observe. Behold how I Thy precepts love! In kindness, Lord, revive Thou me; The sum of all Thy Word is truth; Thy Word abides eternally.

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  source: Cyberhymnal