Psalm 119(118) Beati immaculati

Koph (Q) XIX

145 Thy audience, Lord, my whole heart claims, a heart true to thy trust.

146 To thee I cry, O grant deliverance; I will do all thy bidding.

147 Twilight comes, and I awake to plead with thee, hoping ever in thy promises.

148 Through the night my eyes keep watch, to ponder thy sayings.

149 Thine, Lord, to listen in thy mercy, and grant life according to thy will.

150 Treacherous foes draw near, that are strangers to thy covenant.

151 Thou, Lord, art close at hand; all thy awards are true.

152 Taught long since by thy decrees, I know well thou hast ordained them everlastingly. (KNOX)