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Princes persecute me,
Without having a cause;
But my heart stands to see,
That Your Word has no flaws.
I rejoice in Your Word,
Like finding great spoil;
For each time I have heard,
Stirs me through my toil.
I hate and abhor lies,
But Your Law I do love;
Your wisdom makes me wise,
About Heaven above.
For seven times a day,
I praise Your righteous rules;
That directs me Your way,
Far from the bunch of fools.
Great peace who love Your Law,
Nothing shall offend them;
The ungodly will fall,
Your judgment to condemn.
Hope for Your salvation,
Your commandments I do;
Gives a new foundation,
I build on to pursue.
My soul has always kept,
All Your declaration;
For I love each precept,
In my exaltation.
I keep doctrines You teach,
All my ways are for You;
I proclaim as I preach,
Knowing Your Word is true.
Copyright ©2022 Richard Newton Sherrer
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