Seventh PART. ZAIN

The Word, unto thy Servant; mind; On which thou'st kept my Hope alive. This is my Comfort in Distress; Because thy Word doth me revive. The Proud did greatly me deride; Yet from thy Law I've not declin'd. Thy ancient Judgments I recall; O Lord; and solid Comfort find. I'm struck with Horror, to behold, How impious Men thy Law forsake. I, in my House of Pilgrimage, My chearfull Songs thy Statutes make. I've kept thy Law; for I recall'd, Thy Name, O Lord, to Mind by Night. This, by Experience taught, I had; Because I kept thy Precepts right.