Psalms_119-11: Thy word have I hid in mine heart, that I might not sin against thee.

O Thou, Whom Once They Flock To Hear
Thy Words To Hear, Thy Power To Feel
Suffer The Sinners To Draw Near
And Graciously Receive Us Still.

They That Be Whole, Thyself Hast Said,
No Need Of A Physician Have;
But I Am Sick And Want Thine Ais
And What Thine Utmost Power To Save.

Thy Power And Truth And Love Divine
The Same From Age To Age
Endure
A Word, A Gracious Word Of Thine
The Most Inveterate Plague Can Cure

Helpless However My Spirit Lies
And Long Hath Languished At The Pool
A Word Of Thine Shall Make Me Rise
And Speak Me In A Moment Whole.

Eighteen Or Eight And Thirty Years
Or Thousands Are Alike To Thee
Soon As Thy Saving Grace Appears
My Plague Is Gone, My Herts Is…