J. McGranahan

C.M.Ref.

UNSPOTTED is the fear of God,

And ever doth endure;

The judgements of the Lord are truth,

And righteousness most pure.

O how love I Thy law,

O how love I Thy law,

It is my meditation all the day;

O how love I Thy law,

O how love I Thy law,

It is my meditation all the day.

2

They more than gold, yea, much fine gold,

To be desired are,

Than honey from the honeycomb

That droppeth sweeter far.

3

Moreover they Thy servant warn,

How he his life should frame.

A great reward provided is

For them that keep the same.

4

Who can his errors understand?

From secret faults me cleanse;

Thy servant also keep Thou back

From all presumptuous sins.

5

And do not suffer them to have

Dominion over me;

I shall be righteous, then, and from

The great transgression free.