66 Teach me good judgment, knowledge give; on your commands I rest.
67 Ere I afflicted was I strayed; your word I now obey.
68 For good you are and you do good; teach me your statutes' way.
69 The proud besmear with lies, but I your precepts keep aright.
70 Their heart is buried deep in fat; your law is my delight.
71 It has been very good for me that I was humbled low.
It through affliction was that I your statutes came to know.
72 The law proceeding from your mouth I much more precious hold
than countless thousands of fine coins of silver and of gold.
Tune: Maitland (CMD)
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