O law of God! blest and divine
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O law of God! blest and divine!
Penned by the Everlasting Hand!
Long shall thy sacred precepts shine,
Firm as the eternal hills shall stand.
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God's covenant shall e'er abide,
Though heaven and earth shall pass away;
That rule which is the angel's guide
Shall I not fear to disobey?
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With all my power, from morn till night,
I'll publish 'mong the sons of men
That sacred law, though others scorn
To keep thy holy precepts ten.
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O that an angel's tongue were mine!
Then would I magnify that word,
Which, echoing from lips divine,
From Sinai's rugged mount was heard.
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And when old earth shall be restored
To Eden beauty, fair and bright,
And God himself shall dwell with men,
Still in that law shall I delight.