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Lord, your word abiding

Author: Henry Williams Baker, 1821-77 Hymnal: Together in Song #427 (1999) Meter: 6.6.6.6 Scripture: Psalm 119:103-106 Lyrics: 1 Lord, your word abiding, and our footsteps guiding, gives us joy for ever, binds us all together. 2 Who can tell the pleasure, who recount the treasure, by your word imparted to the simple-hearted? 3 Word of mercy, giving nourishment for living; word of life, supplying comfort to the dying. 4 O that we, discerning its most holy learning, Lord, may love and fear you, evermore be near you. Topics: Christian Community; Comfort; Education; Faith; Fellowship in the Church; Guidance; Jesus Christ Friend and Companion; Mercy of God; Saints Days and Holy Days St Mark; Scripture; The Reformation; The way; Worship The Word Languages: English Tune Title: RAVENSHAW
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Lord, Thy Word Abideth

Author: Henry W. Baker Hymnal: Our Great Redeemer's Praise #433 (2022) Meter: 6.6.6.6 Scripture: Psalm 119:103-105 Lyrics: 1 Lord, Thy Word abideth, and our footsteps guideth; who its truth believeth, light and joy receiveth. 2 When our foes are near us, then Thy Word doth cheer us, Word of consolation, message of salvation. 3 When the storms are o’er us, and dark clouds before us, then its light directeth, and our way protecteth. 4 Who can tell the pleasure, who recount the treasure, by Thy Word imparted to the simple-hearted? 5 Word of mercy, giving succour to the living; Word of life, supplying comfort to the dying. 6 O that we, discerning its most holy learning, Lord, may love and fear Thee, evermore be near Thee. Topics: The Church, The Saints The Word of God Languages: English Tune Title: RAVENSHAW
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Lord, thy word abideth

Author: Henry Williams Baker, 1821-1877 Hymnal: The Book of Praise #502 (1997) Meter: 6.6.6.6 Scripture: Psalm 119:104 Lyrics: 1 Lord, thy word abideth, and our footsteps guideth; who its truth believeth light and joy receiveth. 2 When our foes are near us, then thy word doth cheer us, word of consolation, message of salvation. 3 When the storms are o'er us, and dark clouds before us, then its light directeth, and our way protecteth. 4 Who can tell the pleasure, who recount the treasure, by thy word imparted to the simple-hearted: 5 word of mercy, giving help unto the living; word of life, supplying comfort to the dying! 6 Oh that we, discerning its most holy learning, Lord, may love and fear thee, evermore be near thee. Topics: Comfort / Consolation; Guidance; Storm; The Bible Languages: English Tune Title: RAVENSHAW

Lord, Your Word Shall Guide Us

Author: Henry Williams Baker, 1821-1877 Hymnal: Common Praise (1998) #561 (1998) Meter: 6.6.6.6 Scripture: Psalm 119:81-112 Topics: Scripture; Trust Languages: English Tune Title: RAVENSHAW
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Psalm 119 Part 5

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.268 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Scripture: Psalm 119 First Line: O how I love thy holy law! Lyrics: O how I love thy holy law! 'Tis daily my delight; And thence my meditations draw Divine advice by night. My waking eyes prevent the day To meditate thy word; My soul with longing melts away To hear thy gospel, Lord. How doth thy word my heart engage! How well employ my tongue! And in my tiresome pilgrimage, Yields me a heav'nly song. Am I a stranger or at home, 'Tis my perpetual feast; Not honey dropping from the comb So much allures the taste. No treasures so enrich the mind; Nor shall thy word be sold For loads of silver well refined, Nor heaps of choicest gold. When nature sinks, and spirits droop, Thy promises of grace Are pillars to support my hope, And there I write thy praise. Topics: Meditation; Book of nature and Scripture; Midnight thoughts; Delight in the law of God; Law of God delight in it; Scripture delight in it Languages: English
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Delight in scripture; or the word of GOD dwelling in us

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #CXIXe (1780) Scripture: Psalm 119:97 First Line: O how I love thy holy law! Lyrics: 1 O how I love thy holy law! 'Tis daily my delight; And thence my meditations draw Divine advice by night. 2 My waking eyes prevent the day, To meditate thy word; My soul with longing melts away To hear thy gospel Lord. 3 How doth thy word my heart engage! How well employ my tongue! And in my tiresome pilgrimage, Yields me a heav'nly song. 4 Am I a stranger, or at home: 'Tis my perpetual feast; Not honey dropping from the comb So much allures the taste. 5 No treasures so enrich the mind; Nor shall thy word be sold For loads of silver well refin'd, Nor heaps of choicest gold. 6 When nature sinks, and spirits droop, Thy promises of grace Are pillars to support my hope, And there I write thy praise. Languages: English
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Delight in Scripture; or the Word of GOD dwelling in us

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #CXIXe (1785) Scripture: Psalm 119:97 First Line: Oh how I love thy holy law! Lyrics: 1 Oh how I love thy holy law! 'Tis daily my delight; And thence my meditations draw Divine advice by night. 2 My waking eyes prevent the day To meditate thy word; My soul with longing melts away To hear thy gospel, Lord. 3 Thy heavenly words my heart engage, And well imploy my tongue, And in my tiresome pilgrimage Yield me a heavenly song. 4 Am I a stranger, or at home, 'Tis my perpetual feast; Not honey dropping from the comb So much allures the taste. 5 No treasures so enrich the mind; Nor shall thy word be sold For loads of silver well refined, Nor heaps of choicest gold. 6 When nature sinks, and spirits droop, Thy promises of grace Are pillars to support my hope, And there I write thy praise. Languages: English
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O how I love your holy law

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: In Melody and Songs #76 (2014) Meter: 8.6.8.6 D Scripture: Psalm 119:97 Lyrics: O how I love your holy law! It’s daily my delight! From you my meditations draw divine advice by night. If I’m a stranger, or at home, it’s my perpetual feast; Not honey dropping from the comb So much allures my taste. No treasures so enrich the mind; nor shall your word be sold for loads of silver well refined, nor heaps of choicest gold. When nature sinks, and spirits droop, your promises of grace are pillars to support my hope, and there I’ll write my praise! Languages: English Tune Title: DUBOIS
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O how I love thy holy law!

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #103 (1835) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Scripture: Psalm 119 Lyrics: O how I love thy holy law! 'Tis daily my delight; And thence my meditations draw Divine advice by night. My waking eyes prevent the day To meditate thy word; My soul with longing melts away To hear thy gospel, Lord. How doth thy word my heart engage! How well employ my tongue! And in my tiresome pilgrimage, Yields me a heav'nly song. Am I a stranger or at home, 'Tis my perpetual feast; Not honey dropping from the comb So much allures the taste. No treasures so enrich the mind; Nor shall thy word be sold For loads of silver well refined, Nor heaps of choicest gold. When nature sinks, and spirits droop, Thy promises of grace Are pillars to support my hope, And there I write thy praise. Topics: Meditation; Book of nature and Scripture; Midnight thoughts; Delight in the law of God; Law of God delight in it; Scripture delight in it Languages: English
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Delight in Scripture; or, the Word of God dwelling in us

Hymnal: Psalms #119e (1793) Scripture: Psalm 119:97 First Line: Oh how I love thy holy law! Lyrics: 1 Oh how I love thy holy law! 'Tis daily my delight; And thence my meditations draw Divine advice by night. 2 My waking eyes prevent the day To meditate thy word: My soul with longing melts away To hear thy gospel, Lord. 3 Thy heav'nly words my heart engage, And well employ my tongue, And in my tiresome pilgrimage Yield me a heav'nly song. 4 Am I a stranger, or at home, 'Tis my perpetual feast; Not honey dropping from the comb So much allures the taste. 5 No treasures so enrich the mind; Nor shall thy word be sold For loads of silver well refin'd, Nor heaps of choicest gold. 6 When nature sinks, and spirits droop, Thy promises of grace Are pillars to support my hope, And there I write thy praise. Languages: English

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