With me, thy servant, thou hast dealt

Verse 1

With me, thy servant, thou hast dealt Most graciously, O Lord; Repeated benefits bestow'd, According to thyh word.

Verse 2

Teach me the sacred skill, by which Right judgment is attain'd, Who in belief of thy commands Have steadfastly remain'd.

Verse 3

Before affliction stopp'd my course, My foot-steps went astray: But I have since been disciplin'd Thy precepts to obey.

Verse 4

Thou art, O Lord, supremely good, And all thou dost is so; On me, thy statutes to discern, Thy saving skill bestow.

Verse 5

The proud have forg'd malicious lies, My spotless fame to stain; But my fix'd heart, without reserve, Thy precepts shall retain.

Verse 6

While pamper'd they, with prosp'rous ills, In sensual pleasures live, My soul can relish no delight, But what thy precepts give.

Verse 7

'Tis good for me that I have felt Affliction's chast'ning rod, That I might duly learn and keep The statutes of my God.

Verse 8

The law that from thy mouth proceeds, Of more esteem I hold Than untouch'd mines, than thousand mines Of silver and of gold.