Teach me Your statutes

(Psalm 119: 164, 26, 59, 64, 68, 82, 133, 134, 135)


Like the the psalmist, me too
I praise You seven times a day because of Your righteous judgments
And seven times I ask with all of my heart,
Teach me Your statutes.
I have declared my ways,
And in Your love You have answered me,
I have told you the desire of my heart;
Teach me Your statutes.
I thought about my ways,
I turned my feet to Your holy Words,
I come to You with the same request;
Teach me Your statutes.
The earrth is filled with Your mercy
I am delighted with Your beauty,
I bring before Your throne the same prayer;
Teach me Your statutes.
My soul faints for your salvation,
My heart is thirsty for Your sweet Word,
I am longing for Your consolation,
Teach me Your statutes.
Direct my steps by Your holy Word,
Redeem me from the oppression of men
Make Your face shine upon me all the time,
Teach me Your statutes.
The song of praise now rings in my heart,
You have comforted my afflicted soul
So I come and I ask You once more;
Teach me Your statutes.

They think evil about me, I think about Your Word

(Psalm 119:23,24)

The princes sit down and speak against me,
I am sitting before Your Holy Word,
They think evil about me,
I will meditate on Your precepts.
No one is with me but You,
Your precepts are my delight and my counselors,
Even if I am forgotten by everyone,
I will remember Your life-giving Words.

by Hripsime Mkrtchyan
Translated from Armenian

Triolet

(Psalm 119:33-37)

Teach me the way of Your statutes
And I shall keep it to the end,
In order that I observe Your law with my whole heart,
Teach me the way of Your statutes.
Turn away my eyes from looking at worthless things,
Incline my heart to Your testimonies and not to covetousness,
Teach me the way of Your statutes
And I shall keep it to the end.

by Hripsime Mkrtchyan,
Translated from Armenian

Your statutes are the subject of my songs

(Psalm 119;54, 105, 162, 147, 148)

Your statutes are the subject of my songs
In the house where I'm a stranger and a pilgrim
Your Word is a lamp to my feet and a light to my path
I rejoice at Your Word as one who finds great treasure.
I rise before the dawning of the morning and call Your Name,
And I hope in Your holy Word,
My eyes are open through the night watches
That I may meditate on Your precious Word.

By Hripsime Mkrtchyan

Translated from Armenian

Psalm 119:92

Unless Your law had been my delight,
I would then have perished in my affliction,
I could not know Your limitless love,
Unless Your law had been my delight.
The sweet melody of joy could not ring,
I would not hear Your sweet call,
Unless Your law had been my delight,
I would then have perished in my affliction.

by Hripsime Mkrtchyan
Translated from Armenian

Reading the psalm 119

Lord, while I am reading my favourite psalm,
I ask you to open my eyes,
I want to see the wonders of Your Law,
And delight in Your sweet Word.
If I delight in Your amazing statutes,
I will love Your Words with all of my heart.
And if I love them, I will meditate on Your Word all the time,
And if I meditate, I will keep Your Word in my heart,
And if I keep it, I will be able to do it also
And I will be one of the blessed people
About whom the psalmist speaks at the beginning of my favourite psalm.

by Hripsime Mkrtchyan
Translated from Armenian