Ver. 176.
5 My soul hath gone too far astray,
My feet too often slip;
Yet since I’ve not forgot thy way,
Restore thy wandering sheep.

Ver. 35.
6 Make me to walk in thy commands,
’Tis a delightful road;
Nor let my head, or heart, or hands,
Offend against my God.

Psalm 119:12.  Twelfth Part. 
Breathing after comfort and deliverance.

Ver. 153.
1 My God, consider my distress,
Let mercy plead my cause;
Tho’ I have sinn’d against thy grace,
I can’t forget thy laws.

Ver. 39 116.
1 Forbid, forbid the sharp reproach
Which I so justly fear;
Uphold my life, uphold my hopes,
Nor let my shame appear.

Ver. 122 135.
3 Be thou a surety, Lord, for me,
Nor let the proud oppress;
But make thy waiting servant see
The shinings of thy face.

Ver. 82.
4 My eyes with expectation fail,
My heart within me cries,
“When will the Lord his truth fulfil,
“And make my comforts rise?”

Ver. 132.
5 Look down upon my sorrows, Lord,
And shew thy grace the same
As thou art ever wont t’ afford
To those that love thy Name.

Psalm 119:13.  Thirteenth Part. 
Holy fear, and tenderness of conscience.

Ver. 10.
1 With my whole heart I’ve sought thy face,
O let me never stray
From thy commands, O God of grace,
Nor tread the sinner’s way.

Ver. 11.
2 Thy word I’ve hid within my heart
To keep my conscience clean,
And be an everlasting guard
From every rising sin.

Ver. 63 53 158.
3 I’m a companion of the saints
Who fear and love the Lord;
My sorrows rise, my nature faints,
When men transgress thy word.

Ver. 161 163.
4 While sinners do thy gospel wrong,
My spirit stands in awe;
My soul abhors a lying tongue,
But loves thy righteous law.

Ver. 161 120.
5 My heart with sacred reverence hears
The threatenings of thy word: 
My flesh with holy trembling fears
The judgments of the Lord.

Ver. 166 174.
6 My God, I long, I hope, I wait
For thy salvation still;
While thy whole law is my delight,
And I obey thy will.

Psalm 119:14.  Fourteenth Part. 
Benefit of afflictions, and support under them.

Ver. 153 81 82.
1 Consider all my sorrows, Lord,
And thy deliverance send;
My soul for thy salvation faints,
When will my troubles end?

Ver. 71.
2 Yet I have found, ’tis good for me
To bear my Father’s rod;
Afflictions make me learn thy law,
And live upon my God.

Ver. 50.
3 This is the comfort I enjoy
When new distress begins,
I read thy word, I run thy way,
And hate my former sins.

Ver. 92.
4 Had not thy word been my delight
When earthly joys were fled,
My soul opprest with sorrow’s weight
Had sunk amongst the dead.