The law of the Lord hangs perfectly,
It challenges my soul.
Sweet Jesus hung so painfully,
fulfilling what has gone before.
The truth of the Lord absolute,
Making simple men wise.
His Spirit abounds in the words I read,
What is hidden now comes alive.
The judgements of the Lord remain,
They taste like sweetest honey.
Now grace at work releases us,
To love him ever more fully.
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