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(170) Psalm 119.
Behold! the morning sun
Begins his glorious way;
His beams thro’ all the nations run,
And life and light convey.
2 But, where the gospel comes,
It spreads diviner light;
It calls dead sinners from the tombs
And gives the blind their sight.
3 How perfect is thy word!
And all thy judgments just;
Forever sure thy promise, Lord!
And men securely trust.
4 My gracious God! how plain
Are thy directions given!
Oh! may I never read in vain,
But find the path to heaven.
Isaac Watts, 1719.