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PSALMS OF DAVID,
)C Hymns and Sfirituafi;^en§9w^:'
ALSO,
THE CATECHISM, CONFESSION OF FAITH, AND LITURGY
OF THE
Reformed Church in the Netherlands.
For the Use of the Reformed Dutch Church in ITorih America.
With an APPENDIX, containing-,
ARTICLES EXPLANATORY OF THE GOVERNMENT
AND DISCIPLINE OF THE REFORMED DUTCH
CHURCH IN THE UNITED STATES OF
AMERICA.
NEW-BRUNSWICIJ:
Printed and Sold, wholefale and retail, by
Abraham Elauvelt, — 1758.
Extracts from the acte of the reverend synod of the reform* ed Dutch church in North- America, October, 17&8.
cc r R ^HE Synod, convinced of the propriety cf introducing JL anwiifofmitycfEng isb Psalmody in iheii church- es, directed that a Psalni Book beformedby a selection j "rum the Versions of Dr. Brady and Mr. Tate, Dr. Wutts, an I the book at present in use in the Dutch Church of the City of Nev.-Tork ; with such alterations as may be fund nece*~u- ry ; and also that a number of Hymns he bound up in the fame Volume; which, when approved of the Synod vtill re- tommend lo be used in all the churches under their car e, "where Divine Service is performed in the English la>..
The Synod, farther directed , th.it the Heidelbergb&Ae- bbicm and the Compendium, the Confession of, Faith and the Liturgy fihe Reformed Church in the Netherlands, as the) are translated in the aforesaid Psalm Book used in t t Dutch Church cf the City cf Nev;-Torkf be added to the P»-alm Book and II mns"
Synod Extraordinary, May, 1780. <t jy EPOiiT beihg mace that the Psalm Boc'
■'its tuere prepared agre'eai ty to the Direction of
be v" . ( ppi wed cf,- it was ordered that
Doctor I.'-. ' ; . on, Professor of Theology a*d
. be requested to ectnntit them
1 ' e pre**, and when completed, to affix tl
the respective Congregations may be as- . . 'tion is m de with Oze approbation and the S ?iod." ,' to ihc foregoing resolutions, I hereby ; together whb.^heCate- don cf Faith an:i L'uur- .... . in thh 'me which the here: end
mmeiiQ io is used in ell Churches where jj^iiie Service is performed in the isb Languor Given at I<£w-Yoajk, October 22, 1730.
JO&N H. LIVINGSTON.
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T© FIND AKY' PSALM, &R PART O BY "THE FIRST LlSE. A
ALMIGHTY God appear and fave. Approach ye pioufly dffpc :d, Againft all thofe that ilrive with me. Am idft thy wrath remerrtbei love. A: pans the heart foi cooling1 ftreams. At length by certain proofs his ph .. Among th' afTemolie, of the great. A fruitful land, whe e ftreams about: I, According to thy promis'd -. Arife, O King of grace, arii Along the ' ~ bCl's current 3
i ing graves oun bone* B. — hehcid the fajfty fey. Behold the morning fun. Bleit is the man, : i everbleft. Bleil is the nation, whei e the Lord. Behold us, Lord, and let our cry. But ftill they temptecl, itill provoktt. But \<z- fuch vengeance eome to them; Before Jehovah';, awful fchrfcme. Bkis Gcd, my foul : thou ] But itill;;]-: , ai fathc i Beh'ld the fure . Be i ;?cious to th Ble ' 'd Sii - ices, i C— ■ -C<
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^ A T A B L T.
Frc'm loweft d«pths of woe. For ever bleft be God the L^rdL G. — God of my life look gently, dcwja. God is our refuge in diHrefs. Great is the Lord our God. Great God, indulge my humble claim. Great God, attend to my complaint. Gcd of my childhood, avd my youth. Great God attend while Sion fmgs. God in his earthly temple lays. God of eternal love. God of my mercy and my praife. God is the Lord, through whom we all. Great is the Lord, exalved high. Give tbanks to Gcd moll high. H. — Hew bleft is he who ne'er confents. How long (hall I repine. How faft their guilt and forrows rife. He's blefs'd whofe tender care. His chariots numberless ; his pow'rs. His providence for needy fouls. How awful is thy chaft'ning rod. Hear, Q my people, to my law. Hold not thy peace, O Lord, our God- How pleafant, how divinely fair. He that hath made his refuge God. He reigns ; the Lord, the Saviour reigns. Hear me O God, nor hide thy face. How bleft are they who always keep. How fhall the young fecure their hearts. How did my heart rejoice to hear. Had not the Lord (may Ifr'el fay.) ■ How vail mult their advantage be, Happy the city, where their fens. I.— In thee, great God, with fongs of praife I lift my foul to God. I will extol thee, Lord, on high. In wait the watchful iiuner lies. I waited patient for the Lord. In Lade, O God, attend my call. In Judah the Almighty lhown. It is the Lord our Saviour's hand. I love the Lord : he heard my cries.
A T A 3 I>E. v
tafb-tiA me in thy ilatutes, Lord. sc^
Is there ambition in my hsart. 232
In ibiemn ftate; O God, defcend. 247
J. — judge me, O fiord, and prove my ways. 37
Juft Judg? of heav'n, againft my foes.^ 6?
judges, who rul'd the. world by lawo. 90
Jehovah reigns, let all. 165
Judgment and juftice I have done. 217
L. — Lord, in the morning thou (halt hear. 5
Lord I am thine ; but thou wilt prove. 19
Lord, we have heard thy works of old. 67
Lord, I am vile, conceiv'd in fin. £c
Let iinners take their courfe. • S 7
Lord thou hail icourg'd our guilty land. , 93
Let God, the God, of battle, rife. 104
Lord let thy juft decrees the king. 113
Lord, thou hail cali'd thy grace to mind. 142
Lord, if thine eyes furvey cur faults.1 153
Lord, 'lis apleafaat thing to lland. 157
Let Sion and her fons rejoice. 160
Lord, thou halt heard thy fejjvant cry. 2co
Let David Loid, a confiant place. 233
Let ev'ry tongue thy goodnefs fpeak. 251
Let Zion praife "he mighty Gcd. 2j4
Loud hallelujahs to the Lord. 255
M. —My God, how many are my fears. 3
Sly truft is in my heav'niy friend. 7
Miitaken foes, your ill defign. 10
My God my God ! why leav'it thou me. 20
My agonies the gazing crowd, 30
My joints are rack'd, and out of frame. 31
Mine eyes and my deiire. 3$
My heart rejoices in thy name. 44
My iins exceed in their amount. 6 j
My God in whom are aU the fprings. - 8^
My foid of thy protection lure. , 95
My foul for help on God relies. ibid.
My fpirit looks to God alone. 96
My God permit my tongue. 98
My God my everlafling hope. 11 1
My Saviour, my almighty friend. it 2
Mercy and judgment are my fong. 167 A 2
vi A T A B L K
My foul, infpir'd with facred love. l7t
My foul lies cleaving to the dull. . -07
My foul, with long expectance, faints. 212
My God, accept my early vows, 245
My righteous judge my gracious God. 247
My God, my King, thy various praife. 25<»
N. — No change of times (hall ever fhock. 20
Now may the God of pow'r and grace. 27
Now be my heart infpir'd to ling. 71
Now ihail ray folemn vows be paid. 103
Not to ourielves. who are but dull. 196
O. — O God of grace and righteoufnefs. 4
0 Lord, our heav'nly King. 8
Oh join your hearts in one accord. i«
O ! all ye faints, the Lord. 45
O ! Lord, thy merry, my fure hope. 55
Oh for a fhout of facred joy. 74
O thou that hear'ft When fmners cry. -82
O God, my refuge, hear my cries. 85
O thou whole juitice reigns on high* 83
O God, who hall our troops dii peril. 92
O Ifr'el's fhepherd, Jofeph's guide. 133
Cur God our help in ages pail. 152
O Gcd ! to whom revenge belongs. 158
O come, loud anthems let us ting. 160
O render thanks, and blefs the Lord 176
O render thanks to God above. 180
O Gcd, my heart is fully bent. 187
O Gcd whole former mercies make. 1S8
O Iir'cl make the Lord ycur trull. 196
O praife the Lord tor he is good. iy9
G thou whole gri.ee andjuilke reign. 226
O praife ye the Lord. 257
P. — Preferve me Lord in time of need. 17
Praife waits in Sicn, Lord for thee. 99
Praife ye the Lord : our God to praife. ic2
Praife the Lord with one confem. 235
Preferve me, Lord, from crafty foes. 244
ye the Lord, my heart (hall join. 35 J
}e the Loid ; 'tis good to raue. 254
*] raiie \e the Lord, a' I nature join. -58
K. — Rejoice, ye righteous, in the Lord. 46
it«.ra 01 ielefs vvretcnes «pi4«o#lbs *&4
A r A S L K.
S. — Since I have plac'd my truft in God. Sure wicked fools mull needs fuppofe. Soon as I heard my father fay. So I before the lift'nmg world. Shew pity Lord, O Lord, forgive. Sing all ye nations. to the Lord. Save me, O Ged, from waves that roll. Sure there's a righteous God. Salvation is for ever nigh. Sweet is the work, my God my King. Sing to the Lord, a new made fong. Some fit, with darknefs compafs'd round. Sweet is the mem'ry of thy grace. T. — Thy anger, Lord, reftrain. To celebrate thy name, O Loi-d. To my juft plea, and fad complaint. The Lord did on my fide engage. Thou fuit'ft, O. Lord thy righteous. rule. 'Tis God that girds my armour on. The people oft at ftrife till now. Thus in thy courts, thy name I'll blefs. The Lord himielf doth condefcend. This fpacious earth is all the Lord's. To thee, O Lord, I raife my cvies. To thee, O God of truth and love. Through all the changing fcenes of life. Then 1 refolve before the Lord. Teach me the meafure of my days. The wonders, Lord, thy love has wrought. The King df faints how fair his face. The Lord of hofts conduits our arms. The Lord, the judge, before his throne. Thus faith the Lord, " the fpacious fields. 79
The Lord, the judge his churches warns. 8e»
The wicked fools mull lure fuppofe. 84
Thy mercy Lord to me extend. 89
The God of car falvation hears. ioa
To blei'i thy cnoien race. 103
To fathom this my thoughts I bent. 117
To thee, moit high and holy God. .121
To God I cry'a with mournful voice. 123
The heathen holts, O God. 131
.Thou brought'!! a vine from Egvpt's land. 134
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A TABLE.
To thee, 0 God of hofh, we pray. 133
To God, our never failing ftreng':h. 136
To my complaint, O Lord my God. 143
Teach me, O Lord, thy facred way. 144
To thee, my God, and iaviour, 1. 145
Thy mercies, Lord, (hall be my long. 147
ThUs fpak'd thou by thy prophets voice. 140
The Lord is come ; the heav'ns proclaim. 163
Th' Almighty reigns exalted high. 164
To our Almighty Maker, God. ibid.
The ehryftal ftreams from mountains drawn. 173
The trees of God, without the care. 174
To Egypt then, invited gueils. 17 i
To God, the great, the ever bled. , 181
To God your grateful voices raii'e. 182
They that in lhips, *ih courage bold. 185
The Lord th' eternal Father fpake. 191
That man is blefs'd who ftands in awe. 103
The Lord appears my helper now. 199
This is the day the Lord bath made. 20 1
Thy conftant bleiirg. Lord, bedow. 207
Thou art my portion O my God. 200
To me, who urn the workmanlhip. 211
The love that to thy laws I bear. 214
TV. word is to my feet a lamp. 215
The wonders which thy laws contain. 2i3
Then art, the righteous judge in whom. 219
Thou mighty tyrants without caufe. 211
To my requ^ft and earned cry. 21}
Thou G< d of love, thou ever bleft. 224
n's hill I lift my eyes. 2:5
The man is biciVd who fears the Lord. 250
The Lord is good ; and works unknown. 237
The God of heav'n maintains his date. 241
Thou, Lord, by itricteii fearch has known. 241
To God, with mournful voice. 246
W. — With reftlefs and ungovern'd rage. 2
Why doth the Lord deparc {o far. 12
Who {hall afcend thy heav'nly place. 1^
When God is nigh, my faith is itrong. i3
When God arofe my part to take. 21
Where (hall the'man be found. 30"
Wkpra ihovdii I &ar, tines God t© ra?* ji
A TABLE,
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White I keep filence and conceal. 4S
Whate'er the mighty Lord decrees. 48
When man grows bold in fin. 54
Why mould I vex my foul and fret. 56
While fmful crouds with*£alfe defigi*. 57
Whilft fmners brought to fad decay. 5 3
Why doth the man of riches grow. 76
Why fhould the haughty hero boaft. 83,
While unbelievers make their boaft. 84
When overwhelm'd with grief. 94
When God his gracious word fent forth.. 105
We blefs the Lord, the juft, the good. ic6
Will God for ever caft us off., 11^
Whilft I my folemn will declare. 137
With glory clad, with ftrength array'd. 158:
Who will arife and plead my right.: 159
When Ifr'el freed from Paraoh's hand. 195.
What {hall- 1 render to my God. 198
With me thy fervant thou haft dealt. »i»
With my whole heart to God I call'd. 220
When God reveal 'd his gracious name. 228
We build with fruitlefs toil and coft. 229
With my whole heart, my God and King. 241
Y. — Ye princes, that in might excel. 4*
Ye ions of pride, that hate the juft. 77
Yet ftill they fin'd nor would afford. 128
Ye fons of men, a feeble race. 155
Ye fervants of th' almighty King. 194
Ye Kings and Judges fear. 256
A Table to find any HYMN, or Part of a
HYMN, BY THE FIRST LlNE.
A Page.
ALMIGHTY God, we praife and own. 269
And did the holy and he juft. 2a»
Amazing grace ! how fweet the fong. 287
Among the princes, earthly gods. 309
Afcend thy throne, almighty King. 31*
As when the weary trav'ler gains. 317
At thy command, our deareft Lord. 328
Awake, awake the facred fong. 335
Awhile remain'd the doubtful itrife. 341
5.— JBackfliders, who your mis'ry feel. 275
x A TABLE.
Bleft be the tie that binds. 185
Bleil Jefus, fource of ev'ry gro.ee. 286
Blefs, O Lord, the op'ning year. 332
Blefs'd Gcd, that once in liery tongues. 336
C. — Gome let us feareh our ways and try. 333
Ghrift, the Lord is ris'n to-day. 3- ;
D. — Definition's dangerous road. 165
Dolt thou my profit feek. 340
Difmifs us with thy blefling, Lord. 343
E. — Eternel King ! the greateil, beft. -262
Er.flav'd in fin and bound in chains. 163
Eternal Spirit! we cortfefs. 284
Eternal God ! Almighty caufe. 297
Eternal So v 'reign of the Iky. 301
Eternal King, enthron'd above. 320
Fternal fource of every joy. 331
F. — Faith ! 'tis a precious grace. 266
Father of ail ! eternal mind. 307
Frequent the day of God returns. 343
G. — God moves in a myfterlous way. 270
God with us ! O glorious name. 276
Great fource of order, Maker wife. 300
Great God thy holy law commands. 303
G\ zee has enabled me to love. 3°5
Glory to God on high. 33°
God of our lives, thy conftant care. 33 2
Great Ruler of the earth and tide's. 33?
H. — Hear the terms that never vary. 261
Honor and happinefs uni e. 274
-Hark the glad found ! the Saviour's coma. 277
How fweet and awful is the place. 294
Kow can I fink with fuch a prop. 295
Holy and reverend is the :;.«."v:\ 299
Here Lord, my foul convicted ftands, 3°5
How condefcending, and how kind. 32i
How rieh are thy pr .villous Lord. 3-7
Hark the herald angel fing. 333
I.__In God the Father 1 believe. ~67
I'm not afhain'd to own my Lord. 273
Immortal God, on thee we call, *19
It is the Lord— enthron'd in I;ght. 31 1
In thee, O God ve put our ; 347
j.— Jefus, the fprieg of joys divine, ~li
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XI
Jefus the Lord our fouls adore. 282
Jefus invites his faints. 292
jefus, in thee our eyes behold. 293
Jefus is gone, above the fkies. 32*
JefiiSj once for finnefs flam. :.£ 3 •'
L. — Lord thy imputed rtghteoufSsi 283
Let thofe who bear the chrifth.n name. 299
Lord, at thy feet we fmners Le. 313
Let me, my Saviour and my God, 315
Let me with light and truth be blcfs'd. 321
Lei us adore th' eternal word. / . 323
Lord, how divine thy comforts are. 323
Lord, I am thine, entirely thine. . 3.74
Lord, at thy table I behold. 329
Lord, I anrpain'dbml reiign. 343
Lord, thcu wilt hear me when I pray. 342
Lord let thy fervantnow depart. 345
Lo ! on a narrow neck of land. 346
M. — My fongs fhall befs the Lord of all. 264
Mefiia-h's come — with joy behold. ibid.
My Saviour God, my fcv'reign Prince. 289
N. — Now to the Lord, that made us .known. 283
ICo more, my God, I boaft no more. 289
I\o: the malicious or profane. 296
Kow be the God of Ii\-ael blefs'd. 344
O. — Gur nat'ral and our fed'ral head. 269
O Chrilt, thou glorious King we own, 275
O Lcrd, when faith with fixed eyes. 278
Our Lcrd is rifen from the dead. 282
Our grateful tongues immortal King. 316
Once more, my foul, the riling day. 341
Our fouls (hail magnify the Lord. 345
V. — Fray'r is appointed to convey. 307
Ti y a helplefL- Iinner Lord. 3:, 5
I' . — Return, my foul enjoy thy reft. 3-0
lveligion is the chief concern. 304
Rejoice believer in the Lord. 3x5
Rejoice, the Lord is King. 335
S. — Subfcamial comfort will not grow. 259
Stretch'd on the crcfs the Saviour dies, 278
Supreme in mercy who mail dare. 235
So iet our lips and lives expreis, 206
Shaft we go on to fin. 297
*n A T A B L E.
Sov'reign cf all the worlds on high. 3^
Shout and proclaim the Saviour's love. 320
T. — To comprehend the Three in One. 269
'i ho troubles aflail us. 271
,rhe virgin's promis'd fon is born. 276
9 Ch fmifh'd the Redeemer cries. 281
'Tv/as the commiffion of our Lord. 290
Thus fai.h the mercy of the Lord. 291
'Twas on that dark that doleful night, 292
Thou art, O Gcd 1 a fpirit pure. 298
Tho' Lord our hands have not been ftain'd. 302
Thou reign'ft O Lord, thy throne is high. 31c
Ihro' all the various fhifting fcer.es, 312
Thus far my God hath led me on. 313
Teach us, O Lord aright to plead. 314
The King of heav'n his table fpreads. 318
The King of heav'n a feaft has made. 319
The broken bread, the blefTed cup. 320
'Twas his own love that made him bleed. 324
The bleft memorials of thy grief. ibid.
That doleful night before his death.. 326
To thee, who reign'ft fupreme above. 338
To iiftant lands thy gcfpel lend. 343
V. — Vain are the hopes the fons of mfen. 260
W. — We blefs the prophets of the Lord.
While on the verge cf life I Hand.
We are a garden wall'd around.
With what delight I raife my eyes.
We own, O Lord, thy precept juft.
Whate'er thy let on earth may be.
Where is my God I does he retire.
When the bleit day of Pentecoft.
While o'er our guilty land, O Lord.
Welcome fweet day of reft.
We fmgthe glories of thy love.
Y. — Ye wretched, hungry, ftarving poor.
P S A L M S
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DAVID.
PSALM i, c. m.
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By ill advice to walk ; Nor ftands in Tinners ways, nor fits Where men profanely talk !
2 But makes the perfect law of God
His bus'nefs and delight ; Devomly reads therein by day, And meditates by night.
3 Like feme fair tree, which, fed by fireams
With timely frcit does bend, He frill fnali flourifh, and fuccefs All his defigns attend.
4 Ungodly men, ana their attempts,
No Jailing root mall find ;
Untimely biased, and difpers'd,
Like chair before the wind;
5 Their guilt (hall ftrike the wicked dumb
Eefore their judge's face ; No formal hypocrite fhall then, Among the faints have pb.ee.
C For God approves the juPc man's ways \ To happinefs they tend : Bit finnera and the paths they tread- Shall bc:hin ruin end; B
3 P S A L M II.
PSALM 2, c. m.
i XT 711 TI reillefs and ungovern'd rage, VV Why do the heathen ftorm ? Why in fuch rafh attempts engage, As they can ne'er perform ?
2 The great in ccunfel, and in might,
Their various forces bring ; Againft the Lord they all unite, And his anointed King.
3 " Mud we fubmit to their commands ?"
Prefumptuoufly they fay ; " No ; let us break their flavifh bands, " And call their chains away."
4 But God, who fits enthron'd on high,
And fees how they combine, Does their confpiring Itrength defy, And mocks their vain deiign.
5 Thick clouds cf wrath divine mail break
On. his rebellious foes ; And thus will he in thunder fpeak, To all that dare oppofe.
6 " Though madly you difpute my will,
" The King that I ordain, " Whofe throne is fix'd on Sior.'s hill, " Shall there fecurely reign."
7 Attend, O earth, whilft I declare
God's uncontrol'd decree : " Thou art my Son; this day, my heir, " Have I begotten thee.
8 " Afk and receive thy full demands,
" Thine (hall the Heathen be: " The utmofi limits of the lands " Shall be poifefs'd by thee.
PSALM III. 3
f " Thy threatening fceptre thou malt fhafc^ " And cruih them ev'ry where ; " As mafly bars of iron break " The potter's brittle ware."
10 Learn then, ye princes; and give ear, Ye judges of the earth : Worihip the Lord with holy fear; Rejoice with awful mirth. ,
ii Appeafe the Son, with due refpecl Your timely homage pay ; Left he revenge the bold neglecl, Incens'd by your delay.
12 If but in part his anger rife, ; Who can endure the flame ? Then blefr are they whofe hope relies On his moil holy name.
P S A L M 3, c. m.
i 1\ /fY God, how many are my fears ? xVjL How fafi my foes increafe ! Confpiring my eternal death, They break my present peace.
2 The lying tempter would perfuade
There's no relief in Heaven, ArA all my growing fins appear Too great to be forgiven.
3 But thou, my glory, and my ilrength,
Shalt on the tempter tread, Shalt illenceall my thrcat'ning guilt, And raife my drooping head.
4 I.cry'd, and from his holy hill
He bow'd a lift'ning ear ; Icall'd my Father, and my God, And he fubdu'd my fear.
4 PSALM IV.
5 He Hied (ok numbers on mine eyes,
In ipice of all my foes ; I woke and wonder d at the grace That guarded my repofe.
<) What tho' the hofls of death and hell All arm'd again ft me ftood; Terrors no more mall make my foul; My refuge is my God.
7 Arife, O Lord, fulfil thy grace. While I ihy glory fing ; My God ha:» broke the ferpent's teeth, And death has loft his fting.
S Salvation to the Lord belongs, His arm aiune can faye ; Blefllngs attend thy people here, And reach beyond the grave.
P S A L M 4, l. m.
GOD of grace and righreoufnefs, Hear and attend when I complain ; Tnou halt enlarg'd me in diftrefs, Bow down a gracious eara^ain.
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2 Ye fons cf men in vain ye try To turn my glory into (hame ; How long .vill feoffors love to lie, And dare reproach my Saviour's name ?
5 Know that the Lord divides his faints From all the tribes of men be'.ide ; He hears and pities their complaints, For the dear lake of Chrift that died.
4 When our obedient hands have done A thoufand woiks of righteoufnefs, We pu: oui truft in God alone, ^nd glory in his pard'ning grace,
PSALM y.
5 Let the unthinking many fay, " Who will Inflow fome earthly good ?" Bat, Lord, thy light and love we pray ; Our fouls deiire this heav'nly food.
6 Then mall my cheerful powers rejoice At grace divine, and love fo great; Kor will I change my happy choice For all their v, eahh and beaded Hate.
PSALM 5, c. m.
i T ORD, in the morning thou (halt hear I j My voice a/cending high ; To thee will 1 direct my prayer, To thee lift up mine eye.
2 Up to the hills where Chrift is gone
To plead for all his faints, Prefenting at his Father's throne, Our longs and our complaints.
3 Thcu art a God, before whofe fight
The wicked (hall not ftand ;
Sinners (hail ne'"er be thy delight,
Nor dwell at thy right hand.
4 But to thy houfe will I refort,
To tafte thy mercies there ; I will f.equent thine holy court, And worfhip in thy fear.
5 O may thy fpirit guide my feet
In ways of righteoufnefs !
Make every path of duty ftrait,
And plain before my face.
6. My watchful enemies combine To tempt my feet aftray ; They flatter with a bafe defign, To make my foul their prey,
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6 PSALM VI.
7 Lord, crufh the ferpent in the duft,
And all his plots deftroy ; While :hofe that in thy mercy truft, Forever ihout for joy.
8 The men that love and fear thy name,
Shall fee their hopes fulfill'd ; The mighty God will c-mpafs them With favour as a fhield.
PSALM 6, c. m.
i ^T^HY dreadful anger, Lord, rcftrain, X And fpare a wretch forlorn ; Correft me not in thy fierce wrath, Too heavy to be borne.
3 Have mercy, Lord, for I grow faint, Unable to endure The angujfli of my aching bones, Which thou alone can'il cure.
3 My tortur'd flefh di ft rafts my mind,
And fills my foul with grief : But, Lord, how long wilt thou delay To grant me thy relief ?
4 Thy wonted goodnef?, Lord, repeat,
And eafe my troubled foul : Lord, for thy wondrous mercy's fake* Vouchfafe to make me whole.
5 For after death no more can I
On earth tbv acts proclaim ; No pris'ner of the filent grave Can magnify thy name.
6 Quite tir'd with pain, with groaning faiat,
No hope of eafe I fee ; The eight, that quiets common grief, Is fpent in lears by me.
P S A L M VII.
7 My beauty fades, my fight grows dim, My eyes with weakness cloie ; Old age o'ertakes me, whilft I think On my infulting foes.
S Depart, ye wicked ; in my wrongs Ye mall no more rejoice ; For God, I find, accepts my tears. And liftens to my voice.
9 He hears, and grants my humble pray 'r And they that wifn my fall Shall bluih and rage, to fee that God Protects me from them all.
PSALM 7, c. m.
1 T% /T.Y truft is in my heavenly Friend. _TVX My hope in thee, my God : Rife and my heiplefs life defend,
From thofe that feek my blood.
2 With infolence and fury they
My foul in pieces tear, As hungry lions rend the prey, When no deliverer's near.
3 If e'er my pride provok'd them firfl,
Or once abus'd my foe, Then let them tread my life to duft, And lay my honour low.
4 If there be malice found in me,
I know thy piercing eyes ;
I mould not dare appeal to thee,
Nor afk my God to rife.
5 Arife, my God, lift up thy hand,
Their pride and power controul ; Awake to judgment, and command Deliv'rance for my foul. B %
8 PSALM VIII.
6 Let Tinners and their wicked rage
Be humbled to the dull ; Shall not the God of truth engage To vindicate Uie juft?
7 Pie knows the heart, he tries the reins",
He will defend th' upright : ' His fharpefi: arrows he ordains Againft the fons of fpite.
8 Tho' leagu'd in guile their malice fpread,
A fnare before my way ; Their mifchiefs on their impious head, His vengeance Ihall repay.
9 That cruel perfecuting race
Mull feel his dreadful fword ; Awake my foul, and praife the grace And juuice of the Lord.
P S A L M 8, s. m.
1 f~\ LORD, our heavenly king, V-/ Thy name is all divine ;
Thy glories round the earth are fpread, And o'er the heavens they fhinev
2 When to thy works on high,
I raife my wondering eyes, And fee the moon complete in light Adorn the darkfome Ikies.
3 When I (urvey the (lars
And all their mining forms, Loud, what is man, that worthlefs thing, A-kin to duft and worms ?
a Lord, what is worthlefs man,
Th?.t thou fhpuldft love him fo ? Next to thine ar?e!s is he plac'd, And Loid of all below.
P S A L M IX.
5 Thine honors crown his head,
While bea.ls like (laves obey, And birds that cut the air with wings, And fifh that cleave the fea.
6 How rich thy bounties arc !
And wond'rous are thy ways, Of duft and worms thy power can fame A monument of praife.
1 From mouths of feeble babes
And fucklings, thou canft draw Surprising honors to thy name, And ftrike the world with awe.
f O Lord, our heavenly King, Thy name is all divine ; Thy glories round the earth are fpread, And o'er the heav'ns they mine.
PSALM 9 l. m.
i 'ta"|""^0 celebrate thy name, O Lord !
X My heart anc1 voice, in one accord, : With grateful joy, i will declare To men thy works, which wond'rous are.
2 The thought of them to me (hall bring Exalted pleafure whilft I ling :
My thankful foul fnall drive to raife, To thee, my God, triumphant praife.
3 When thofe who did againft me rife, Have Red with fhame, -truck with furprife Terror ihall fe'ze them in their Sight ; They fall and perifh at thy fight.
t. Againft my life they ilrove in vain; For thou did;l dill my caufe maintain ; My right afferting from thy throne, Where jufitce reigns, and truth is knc
io PSALM IX.
5 The infolence of heathen pride,
O God of truth, thou wilt deride; Their offspring (hall be low debas'd, Their names with infamy difgrac'd.
PART IL
6 Miftaken foes, your ill defign,
Qnite vanquim"d, now you mcfi: re£gn; Our city yet remains fecuie,
Aitho' you thought its ruin lure.
7 For God, the Lord, enthron'd on high,
Is with impartial juflice nigh: His judgment-feat he hath prepaid, As well to punifh as reward.
8 There mall he fit in righteoufnefs,
And ev'ry fecret wrong redrefs : His an^er will his foes deftroy, His faints fhal! ft ill his fmiles enjoy.
9 God is a conftant fure defence
Againlt oppreiiive infolence ;
And when our fees exert their rage,
He will in our behalf engage.
io All thofe who have his goodnefs known, Will look for help to God alone; His mercy never will negleft
Thofe who his hcly name refpetf.
PART III.
il Oh join your hearts in one accord,
From Sion's hill blefs ye the Lord ; His deeds throughout the world proclaim, 'Till all revsie his holy name.
12 When he inquiry makes for guilt, ^he blood of faints bv finners frilt :
P S A "L U IX. 1 1
He calls to mind the poor dulrefs'd
And all their wrongs are icon redrefs'd.
13 Then pity, Lord, my troubled ftate,
Difpel the grief my foes create ; Thou who doft oft my pray'r attend, And in diftrefs arMance lend.
14 That I in Zion may proclaim
Thy praife to all who love thy name, And in loud fhouts of grateful joy,
My heart and tongue, and voice employ.
15 Deep in the pit defign'd for me,
The heathen pride (kali humbled be; Their feet infenfibly enfnar'd,
Where they my ruin had prepar'd.
16 Thus by his judgments, God is known;
All nations muflhis ju (lice own ; The wicked he will low debafe, And by their own defigns difgrace.
17 In hell the fmner fhall be caft,
'Mid torments which mull ever Jaft : None are by privacy cbfcur'd,
None (hall by numbers be fecur'd.
18 His fufr'ring faints, when mo ft difrrefs'd,
Are by his timely aid redrefs'd ; Tho' for a while in forrows drown'd, Their hope mall with fuccefs be crown'd.
19 Arife, O Lord ! to judgment come,
Pronounce the guilty heathen's doom; Let not thy foes thy faints devour ; But crufh them by Almighty pow'r.
20 Strike terror through the nations round ;
The heathen pride, O Lord ! confound; And let them by commenting fear, No more than mortal men appear,
is PSALM X.
PSALM *o, c. if.
1 tl ?rKY doth the Lord depart To far,
V/ And why, corneal his face, When great calamities appear, And times of deep diihefs ?
2 Lord, fhaj.l the wicked (till der'ids
Thy jj'lice and thy la , Shall they advance their heads in pride, And flight the -righteous caufe.
3 They cad thy judgments from their fight,
And then infult the poor;
in their e.val ced height, That they (hall fall no more.
4 Arile, O God. life up thine hand,
Attend our humble cry ;. "No enemy fhall dare to ftand, When Godafcends on hi^H,
5 Why do the men of malice rage,
And fay with fool i ft) piide, The God ofheav'n will m*er cvgp.gt To jhht en Zion's /£.<?.
6 But thca for ever art cur Lord,
And poA'rfjl is thine hand, As when the heathen feit thy Avord, And periih'd from thy land.
7 Thou wilt prepare our hearts to pray,
And caufe thine ear to hear;
Accept the vows thy children pay,
And free thy faints from fear.
? proud tyrants mall no more opprefs, No more defpife the jull ; And mighty finners fhall cenfefs : They are but earth and daft.
PSALM XI, XII. 13
PSALM 11, c. m.
1 QINCE I have plac'd my trull in God, O A refuge always nigh,
Why mould I, like a tim'rous bird, To diflant mountains fly ?
2 Behold, the wicked bend their bow,
And ready fix their dart, Lurking in ambuih to deitroy The man cf upright heart.
3 When onceth* firm affurance fails
Which public faith imparts, 'Tis time for innocence to fly From iuch deceitful arts.
4 The Lord hath both a temple here
And righteous throne above. Whence he furveys the ions of men And how their councils move.
5 If GQd the righteous,- whom he loves,
For trial does correct ; What muft the fons of violence, Whom he abhors, expect. ?
6 Snares, fire, and brimftone, on their heads,
Shall in one tempefl fhow'r ; This dreadful mixture his revenge Into their cup (hall pour.
7 The righteous Lord will righteous deeds
With fignal favour grace ;
And to the upright man difclofe
The brightnefs of his face.
P S A L M 12, l. m.
1 A LMIGHTY God appear and fave 1 JL\. For vice and vanity prevail :
i4 PSALM XIII.
The godly perifh in the grave, The jail: depart, the faithful fail.
a The whloe difcourfe, when crouds are met, Is fill'd with trifles, looic and vain ; Their lips are flatt'ry and deceit, And their proud language is profane.
3 But lips that with deceit abound, Shall not maintain their triumph long: The Gcd of vengeance w ill confound The iiattering and blafpheming tongue.
4 Yet fo all our words be free, ibey cry, Our tongues Jhall be controuVd by none : Where is the Lord, 'will ajk us ivby ? Or fay, our lips are not our onun ?
5 The Loid who feei the poor oppreil, And hears th' oppreffor's haughty drain, Will rile to give his children relt, Norfhall they truft his word in vain.
6 Thy word, O Lord, tho' ofien try'd, Void of deceit fhall ftill appear ; Not filver, feven times purify 'd
From drofs and mixture, fhines fo clear.
7 Thy grace (hall in the darkefr hour Defend from danger and furpiife ; Tho' when the v>left men have power, On every fide opprefibrs rife.
PSALM 13, s. m.
1 TJOW long Qiall I repine ? Xl LORD, mull I ever mourn? Haft thou withdrawn from me ? And wilt thou ne'er return \
PSALM XIV. 15
How long (hall anxious thought
My heart with grief opprefs i
How long my foes infiilt,
3 Oh! to my longing eyes
Reftore thy wonted light ; And foon, or I (hall fleep In everlafting night.
4 Reftore me, left they boaft,
'Twas their own ftrength o'ercame ; Left thofe who vex my foul, Should triumph in my fhame,
5 Since I my truft have plac'd
Beneath thy mercy's wing ; Thy help will come, and then My heart with joy fhall fmg :
6 Then mall my fong, infpir'd,
To thee, my God, afcend, Why to my foul diftrefs'd, Such bounty didft extend.
PSALM 14, l. m.
i QURE wicked fools muft need fuppofe ^) That God is nothing but a name; Corrupt and lewd their practice grows, No breaft is warm'd with holy iiame.
2 The Lord look'd down from heav'ns high tow'i And all the fons of men did view,
To fee if any own'd his pow'r , If any truth or juftice knew.
3 Bat all, he faw, were gone afide ; All were degen'rate grown, and bafe ; None tock religion for their guide, Not one of ail the finful race,
,6 PSALM XV,
4 Bat can thofe workers of 'deceit Be all To dull and fenfelefs grown, That they, like bread, my people eat, And God's Almighty pow'rdifown ?
5 How will they tremble then for fear, When his jull wrath (hall them o'ertake ? For, to the righteous, God is near, And never will their caufe forlake.
6 111 men in vain whh fcorn expofe Thofe methods which the good purfue ; Since God a refuge is for thofe Whom his juft eyes with favour view,
y Would he his faving pow'r employ To break his people's fervile band ; Then fhouts of universal joy Should loudly echo through ihe land.
PSALM 15, l. m.
1 \Jt ^HO fhall afcend thy heav'nly place,
V V Great God. and d .veil before thy face ? The man that minds religion now, And humbly walks with God below :
2 Whofe hands ate pure, whofe heart is clean; ~ Whofe lips ftill fpeak the thing they mean ;
No (landers dwell upon his tongue ; He hates to do his neighbour wrong.
3 Scarce will he truft an ill report, Or vent it to his neighbour's hurt; Sinners of fia:e he can de(p\fe, But faints are honour'd in his eyes.
4 Firm to his word he ever flood, And always makes his promise £ood ; Nor dares to change the thing he fwea'rs, What ever pain or lofs he bears.
PSALM XVI
; Fie never deals in bribing gold, And mourns that juflice mould be fold : While oihers fcorn and wrong the poor, Sweet charity attends his door.
i Ke loves his enemies, and prays For thofe that curie him to his face ; And doth to all men frill the Tame That he would hope or wifti from them.
r Yet, when his hofieft works are done, His foul depends on grace alone: This is the man thy face (hall fee, And dwell for ever, Lord, with thee.
? S A L M 16, l. m.
PRES ERVE me, Lord, in time of need. For fuccoar to thy throne I flee, Jfcut have no merits there to plead ; My goodnefs cannot reach to thee.
2 Oft have my heart and tougue confeft Kow empty j^nd how pcor I am ; My praife can never make thee bj eft, Nor add new glories to thy name.
; Yet, Lord, thy faints on earth may reap Same profit by the go.;d we do ; Thefeare the company I keep, Thefeare the choiceft friends I kn:
)W.
\. Let others chafe the fons of mirth To give a reliih to their wine; I love the men. of heav'nly birth, Whofe thoughts and language are divine,
PART II.
I How fad their guilt and farrows rife, Who hafle to feek forae idol-god 1 b
18 P "S A L M XVI.
I will not tafte their facriike, Their ofr'rings of forbidden blood.
6 My God provides a richer cup, And nobler food to live upon ; He for my life has offer 'd up Jefus, his bell beloved fon.
7 His love is my perpetual feafl ;
By day his counfels guide me right ; And be his name for ever bleft, Who gives me fweet advice by night.
8 I fet him Hill before mine eyes;
At my right hand he (lands prepar'd To keep my foul from all furprife, And be my evcrlafling guard.
PART III.
9 When God is nigh, my faith is ftrong, His arm is my almighty prop :
Be glad my heart, rejoice my tongue, My dying flefh fhall reft in hope.
io Though in the dull I lay my head, Yet, gracious Gcd, thou wilt not leave My foul for ever with the dead, Nor lofe thy children in the grave.
1 1 My flefh mail thy firfl call obey, Shake o.T the duft, and rife on high ; Then (halt thou lead the wond'rous way Up to the throne above the fky.
12 There flreams ofendlefs pleafure flow; And full discoveries of thy grace (Which we but tafied here below) Spread heavenly joys through all the pl?ce.
p S A L M xvir. PSALM 17, c. m.
i ^Tp^O my juft pica, and fad complaint* X Attend, O righteous Lord ; And to my pray'r, as 'tis unfeign'd> A gracious ear afford.
2 As in thy fight lam approved,
So let my fentence be ; And with impartial eyes, O Lord, My upright dealing fee.
3 For thou haft fearch'd and prov'd each paHj
And warclvd me day and night ; And thou haft feen my tongue and heart Have aim'd at what was right.
4 Concerning all the works of men,
Thou know'ft my heart, O Lard ! How true and faithful I have been According to thy word.
5 Hold up my goings in thy path,
Nor let my footfteps Hide : O Lord, my God, ev'n unto death Bi thou my eonftant guide.
PART II, l. m.
6 Lord, lam thine; but thou wik prove My faith, my patience, and my love ; When men of fpiteagaimt ma join, They are the fword, the hand is thine.
7 Their hope and portion lie below; 5Tis all the happinefs they know;
'Tis all they feek ; they take their (hares ; And leave the reft among their heirs.
8 What finners taluc, Irefi^n ; Lord, 'tis enough that thou art mine :
20 PSALM XVIII.
I (hall behold thy btt&ful face, And itand complete in righteoufnefs.- 9 This life's a dream, an empty mow ; But the blight world, to which I go, Hath joys lubftantial and fincere; When mall I wake and find me there ?
lo O glorious hour ! O bleft abode ! I (hall be near, and like my God ; And flefti and fin no more controul The facred pleafures of the foul.
ii My flefh (hall (lumber in the ground, Till the lair trumpet's joyful found : Then barft the chains with fweet furprife, And in my Saviour's image rife.
PSALM 1 8, l. m.
i TVT^ change of times mail ever Ihock, jLNI My firm afreSion, Lord, to thee; For thou haft always been a rock, A fortrefs and defence to me.
2 Thou my deliv'rer art, O God ;
My truft is in thy mighty pow'r : Thou art my fhield from foes abroad, At home my fafeguard and my tow'r.
3 To thee will I addrefs my pray'r,
(To whom all praife we jultly owe ;) So lhall I, by thy watchful care,
Be guardecl from my treach'rous foe.
4 By Hoods of wicked men dirtrefs'd,
TV i;h deadly forrows compafs'd round, With dire infernal pangs oppiefs'd, In death's unwieldy fetter .b^und :
P S A L M XVril. 21
^ To heav'n I made my mournful pray'r, To God addrefs'd my humble moan ; Who gracioufly inchn'd rYs ear,
And heard me from his lefty throne.
PART II.
6 When God arofe my part to take,
The confeious earth was -{truck with fear ; The hills did at his prefence (hake, Nor could his dreadful fury bear.
7 Thick clouds of fmoke dtfpers'd abroad,
Enfigns of wrath before him came ; Devouring fire around him glow'd, That coals were kindled at its flame.
S He left the beauteous realms of light,
Whilfr heav'n bow'd down its awful head ; Beneath his feet fubdantial night Was, like a fable carpet, fp read.
9 The chariot of the king cf kings,
Which aclive troops of angels drew, On a ftrong temper's rapid wings, With moil amazing fvviftneis new.
io Black wat'ry mifti and clonus confpird, With thicker! shacks his face to veil ; V>zi at his brightnefs foon veir'd, And fell in fftow'rs cf fine and hail.
11 Thro' heav'ns wide arch a thuv.d'ring" peal',
God's angry voice, did loudly roar;
While earth's fad face with heaps of hail
And flakes cfHre was coyer'd o'er..
12 H:5 fharpen'd arrow-, round he threw,
lis fca'tter'd- foes retreat; Like dart;* hh ni m ' "- n;:n'n-ngs flew, y
Aui (h ,ir defeat. /
m p s a l u xvnr.
13 The deep its fecret florei difclos'd,
The world's foundations naked lay ; By his avenging wrath expos'd,
Which fiercely rag'd that dreadful day
P A R T III.
14 The Lord did on my fide engage ;
From heav'n, his throne, my caufe upheld, And fnarch'd me from the furious rage Of :hreat'ning waves, that proudly fwell'd.
1 5 God his refiitlefs pow'r employ'd
My firongeit foes' attempts to break ;
Who el.'e, wiih eafe, had loon deitroy'd
The weak defence that I could make.
1 6 Their fubiile rage had near prevail'd,
When I diilrefs'dand friendlefs lay; Bu: flill, when other fuccours fail'd, God was my firm fuppcrt and llay.
17 From dangers that inclos'd me round.
He brought me forth, and fet me (vet ; For fome jult cauie his goodnefs found That mov'd him to delight in me.
PART IV.
l3 Thou fuit'% OLord, thy righteous rule,. To various pa hs of human kind ; The humble, meek, and merciful, tyith the (hall wond'rous mercy find.
19 Thou to the jullfhalt jufticethow; The pure thv purity (hall fee ; Such a< perverieiy choofe to go,
4Hai) meet with due returns from thee.
50 That he the humble foul will fave,
And crufh the haughty's boaitcd mighty
P SAL M XVIII.
In me the Lord an inftance gave,
Whofe darknefs he has turn'd to light.
z I On his firm fuccour I rely M,
And did o'er num'rous foes prevail ; Nor fear'd whilft he was on my fide, The bell defended walls to fcale.
22 For God's defigns mall ftill fucceed ;
His word will bear the utmoft teft j He's a ftrong fhield to all that need, And On his fure protection reft.
23 Who then Ueferves to be ador'd,
Bat God, on whom my hopes depend I Or who, except the mighty Lord, Can with refiftlefs pow'r defend ?
PART V.
24 'Tis God that girds my armour on,
And all my juft defigns fulfils ; Through him my feet can fwiftly run, And nimbly climb the fleepeft hills.
£5 LeiTons of war from h<rn I take,
And manly weapons learn to wield ; Strong bows of ft eel with eafe I break, Forc'd by my ftronger arms to yield.
26 The buckler of his favir-g health
Protects me from aftaulting foes ; His hand (attains me ftill ; my wealth And greatness from his bounty flows.
27 My goings he enlarg'd abroad,
Till then to narrow paths confin'd ; And when in ilipp'ry ways I trod, The method of my Heps defign'd.
2 3 Through him I num'rous holts defeat, And flving fquadrcns captive take * C 2
24 PSALM XVIII.
Nor from my fierce purfuit retreat, Till i. a final conqueit make.
29 Cover'd with wounds, in vain they try,
Their waequiflhtfd heads again to rear ; Spight b£ tfreic boafted Itrength, they lie Beneath my feet, and grovel there.
30 God, when fe ill armies take the field,
Recruits my itrength, my courage warms ; He makes my ftrong oppofers yield, Subdu'd by my prevailing arms ;
31 Through him, the necks of proftrate foes
My conqu'ring feet in triumph prefs ; Aided by him, I root out thofe Who hate and envy my fuccefs.
32 With loud complaints all friends they try'd>
Bat none was able to defend ; At length to God for help they cry'd ; But God would no aUiftance lend.
33 Like flying duit, which winds purfue,
Their broken troops I fcaner'd round ; Their flaughter'd bodies forth I threw,
Like loathfome dirt, that clogs the ground.
P A R T VI.
34. The people oft at flrife till now,
By God's appointment me obey ; The heathen to my fceotre bow,
And unknown nations own my fvvay..
35 Remoteil realms their homage fend,
When my fuccefs ful name they hear; Sti angers for my commands attend,
Charm'd with refpect, or aw'd by fear.
$.6 All to my fummons tamely yield, Or loan in battle are difmay'd :
P S A L M XIX".
Far frxonger holds they quit the field, And ftili in flrongeit holds afraid.
3j Let the eternal Lord be prais'd,
The rock on whofe defence I reft ! O'er higher! heav'ns his name be rais'd, Who me with his falvation bieft 1
jS "T\s God that ftill fupports my rights His juft revenge my foes purfues -y *Ti? he that, with refifrlefs might, Fierce nations to my yoke iubdues,
59 My univerfal fafeguard he I
From whom my lading honours flow., He made me great, and fet me free FrGm my remorfelefs bloody foe.
jp Therefore, to celebrate his fame,
My grateful voice to heav'n I'll raife ; And nations, Grangers to his name, Shall thus be taught to ling his praife.
4t " Godto his king deliv'rance fends, <<L Shews his anointed fignal grace f ** His mercy evermore extends
** To David, and his promis'd race.,r
PSALM 19, s. m.
i T> EKOLD- the lofty fky J3 Declares its maker God, And all the ftarry works on high Proclaim his pow'r abroad.
2 The dark nefs and the light
Still keep their courfe the fame ; While night to day and day to night Divinely teach his name.
5 In every different land
Their general voice is known ; C J
IS PSALM XIX.
They fhew the wonders of his hand, And orders of his throne,
4 Ye chriitian lands, rejoice, Here he reveals his word ; We are not left to nature's voice To bid us know the Lord.
$ His ftatutes and commands Are fet before our eyes ; He puts his gofpel in our hands, Where our falvation lies.
6 His laws are juft and pure,
His truth without deceit, His promifes for ever fure, And his rewards are great.
7 Not honey to the tafle
Affords h much delight : Nor gold that has the furnace pafs'd So much allures the fight.
3 While of thy works I fing, Thy glory to proclaim, Accept the praiie, my God, my King Jn my Redeemer's name.
PART JI.
9 Behold the morning fun
Begins his glorious way ; His beams through all the nations run And life and light convey.
io But where the Gofpel comes It fpreads diviner light, It calls dead finners frcm their tombs, And gives the blind their fighr.
1 1 Ho .v perfect is thy word ! And all thy judgments juft,
PSALM XX, 27
Forever fure thy promife, Lord, And men (ecurely truft.
12 My gracious God, how plain Are thy directions giv'n ! Oh may I never read in vain, Bat find the path to heav'n \
15 I heard thy word with love. And I would fain obey : Send thv good fpirit from above To guide me left I ft ray.
14. Oh who cam ever find
The errors of his ways ? Yet with a bold prefumptuous mind I would not dare tranfgrefs.
15; Warn me of every fin,
Forgive my fecret faults, And cleanfe this guilty foul of mine, Whole crimes exceed my thoughts.
|6 While wiihmy heart and tongue I fpread thy praife abroad ; Accept the worfhip and the long, My Saviour and my God.
PSALM 20, L. M.
1 "^TCW may the God of pow?r and grace X^l Attend his people's humble cry ! Jebdvah hears when Ify'el prays,
And brings deliv'rancefrom on high.
2 The name of Jacobs God defends, When bucklers fail and brazen walls ; He from his fanctuary fends Succour and ftrength when Zion calls.
3 Well he remembers all our fighs, His love exceeds cur bell deferts. ;
23 PSALM XXI.
His love accepts the facrifice
Of humble groans and broken hearts.
4 In his falvation is cur hope, And in the name of iff eh God,
Our troops mall lift their banners up, Our navies fpread their Hags abroad.
5 Some truft in horfes train'd for war, And fome of chariots make their boaffo: Our fureft expectations are
From thee, the Lord of heav'nly hofls.
6 O may the mem'ry of thy name Jnipire our armies for the fight !
Our foes (hall fall and die with fhame, Or quit the field with coward flight.
7 Now fave us, Lord, from flavim fear, Now let our hopes be firm and ftiong, Till thy falvation (hallappear,
And joy and triumph raife the long.
P S A L M 21, c. m.
i YN thee, great God, with fongs of praife, X Our favour'd realms rejoice ; And, bleft with thy falvation, raife To heav'n their cheerful voice.
2 Thy fure defence, thro' nations round,
Hath fpread our riling name,
And all our feeble efforts crown'd
With freedom and with fame.
3 In deep diitrefs our injurd land
Implor'd thy power to fave; For life w e pray'd ; thy bounteous hand The timely blefling gave.
4 Thy mighty arm, eternal pow'r,
Oppos'd their deadly aim,
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In mercy fwept them from our fliore, And fpread their iaiis with frame.
5 On thee, in want, in wee or pain,
Oar hearts alone rely ; Our rights thy me xy -wiJl maintain, And all our wants fupply.
6 Thus, Lord, thy wond'reus powY declare,
And Hill exalt thy fame ; While we glad fengs of praife prepare, For thine Aimighty-Rase.
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7 David rejoie'd in God his ihength, Rais'd to the throne by fpecial grace, Eat Ghnft the ion appear: at length, Fulfils the triumph and the praife.
% How great the bleft Mejjidtfi joy In the faivation ofthy hand I Lord, thou haft rais'd his kingdom high, And giv*n the world to his command.
9 Thy goadnefs grams what e'er he will, Nor doth the leaft re quell withheld : Bleffings of love prevent him ilill, And crowns of glory, not of gold.
io Honour and nvajeity divine
Around his fac^ed temples iT.ine : Blerl with the favour of thy face, And length of everlaltinc.- days.
1 1 Thine hand ftiall find out all his foes ; And as a fiery oven glows With raging heat and living coals, So ../hall thy wrath devour their fouls.
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MY God ! my God ! When. I in anguif
why leav'ft thou me, fh call on thee ?
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Why dolt thou me riegleft,
And mv loud ptay'r rejed ? All d3y, bat all the day in vain, To thee, O Lord, do I complain ;
All nigh: have I iraploi'd
Thy help to be reitor'd.
2 Yet thou O Lord art ever juft, Relieving thofe, who in thee truft ;
Therefore. mail Ifrael rai.e
To thse, corrinuai praife : On thee our anceftors rely'd, And in thy Strength their foes defy'd j
To thee their pray'rs a.ddrels'd,
And wltii fucceis were blefs'd.
3 Thy fure deli v-Vance, Lord, they found, When d infers gather'd thicket round ;
Thine ear their cries receiv'd.
And they were foon reliev'd ; B.j: I, like none of human birth, Am mai = the icorring rabble's mirth;
fiv'n lilce a reptile bafe,
They hoid me in difgrace.
PAR T II.
4 My agonies, th:? gating crowd, Survey with fcom and laughter loud ;
They mock vvhiift I complain,
And -hus my woes difdain : c< lie boa.'led he was Heav'n's delight, " Let God relieve his favorite;
" Let hirn afil^ance fend,
" His iervancto defend."
Bat th.iu d'd-l from my mother's womK Make me a living offspring come : Thy care thou didft extend. And helplefs mc defend :
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My youth thou didft from dangers fhield, And guardian-like protection yield ;
la thee I will confide,
For thou art dill my guide.
6 Withdraw not then, O God, Moft High ! Thy aid when trouble is fo nigh ;
Do thou that help extend,
On which I ilill depend. High pamper'd bulls, a frown'ng throng, From Bafan's foreft, fierce and firong,
Prepare wirh growing rage,
Againft me to engage.
7 They gape on me and to my fears, Each mouth a yawning grave appears \
Wide open to devour
My foul, when in their pow'r : The defart lion's favage roar, Could not increafe my horrors more..
In compact clofe combin'd,
They have my fall defign'd.
PART III.
S My joints are rack'd, and out of frame ; My heart like wax before the flame,
Within my bofom glows;
My blood like water flows : My ftrength is parch'd like potter's clay, My fault'ring tongue fergets to play ;
My foul ali hope refigns,
And to the grave declines.
£ Like blood-hounds, they alTembled rour.d, My harmlefs hands and feet they wound \ And through my contlant pain, I languilh and complain ;
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That all my bones may well be told ; Yet this a pailime they behold,
And flili their pleafure (hew,
At each increafe of woe.
10 Asfpoii, my garments they divide : By lots their portions they decide ;
Therefore thy arm extend,
And kind protection fend. From their fharp fword defend thou me, And fet my life from danger free ;
Nor leave my foul o'erpcwer'd,
By dogs to be devour'd.
11 Tome, O God ! alliance fend. My life. from lions fierce defend ;
As once thy ftrength prevail'd,
When unicorns affail'd. Thsn to my brethren I'll proclaim, The triumphs of thy holy name ;
And to the faints repair,
Thy glory to declare.
12 " Praifeye the Lord in fbr.gc divine, " Ye num'rous race of Ifr'el's line :
" To him with fervour pray,
" And low obeifance pay : " His people he hath ne'er difdain'd, '* Or tum'd his face when they c?m.-»lain'd ;
'* Bat to their humble pray'r
'* Do:h lend a gracious ear/''
PART IV.
.13 Thus in thy courts, thy name Til blefs, And in loud fohgs my thanks exprefs j And to thy faincs declare, Thy providential, care.
PSALM XXIII.
The meek companions of my grief. Shall at my table find relief;
And ail who leek thy face,
Shall find refreshing grace.
14. Then fhali the world their homage pay, To God, and his command-: obey ; ' K i s p o w ' r t he y ih ai Icon fe is ,
x^nd pray'rs to him addrefs. From kings fubmiflion to receive, Is his fupreme prerogative, Who doth :he worlds fuftain ; And over all things reign.
15 The rich his bounty muftconfefs, The poor their gen'rous patron blefs ;
To him they all refort,
For fucconr and fupport : Then fnall a race exalt his name, A&d to their heirs his truth proclaim,
'Till Keav'n and earth combin'd,
Are all to Godrefign'd.
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1 } i AHE Lord hinifelf doth condefcend,
JL To be my (hepherd and my friend ; I on his faithful nefs rely ;
His care mall all my wants fupply.
2 In paftures green he doth me lead, And there in fafety makes me feed ; P.efre!hingilrearns are ever nigh, My thirfty foul to fatisfy.
3 When ftray'd, or languid, I complain, Kis grace revives my foul again ; For his name's fake, in ways upright, He makes me walk with great delight.
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4 Yea, when death's gloomy vale I tread, With joy, ev'n there, I Ji lift my head ; Frcm fear and dread he'll keep me free, Kis rod and ftafF (hall comfort me.
5 Thou fpread'ft a table, Lord, for me, While foes with fpiie thy goodnefs fee ; Thou doll my head with oil anoint, And a full cap for me appoint.
6 Goodnefs and mercy fhall to me, Through ail my life extended be ; And when my pilgrimage is o'er, I'll dwell with thee for evermore,
PSALM 24, l. m.
1 '~T~VHIS fpaeious earth Is all the Lord's,
X And meil an^ worms and beaftsand birdc Lie raL'd the building on the feat, And gave it for their dwelling-place.
2 Bat there's a brighter world en high, Thy palace, Lord, above thefky ; Who (hall afcend that bleit abode, And dwell fa near his Maker, God ?
3 He that abhors and fears to fin,
Whole heart is pure, whofe hands ate clean ; Him fhall the Lord, the Saviour blefs, And clothe his foul with righteoufnefs.
4 Thefe are the men, the pious race, That feek the God of Jacob's face ; Thefe mail enjoy the blifsful fight, And dwell in everlafting light.
5 Rejoice, ye mining worlds on high, Behold the King of glory nigh ; Who can this King of glory be ? The mighty Lord, the Saviour's he.
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PSALM XXV.
Ys heav'nly gates, your leaves difplay , To make the Lord, t',e Saviour way ; La Jen with fpoils from ea~th and hzfl, The ConQu'ror conies w ith God to dwell,
Rais'd from the dead in royal Rate, He opens heav'n's eternal gate, To give his faints a b!eft abode, Near their Redeemer and their God.
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LIFT my foal to God, My t:uit is in his name ; hs\ not my fjes that feek my blood Stilt triumph in my fhame.
2 Sin and the po a'.-s of hell
Perfaade m; to defpair ; Lord, make me know thy cov'nanti well, Thar. I may 'fcape the fnare.
3 From gleams cf dawning light
Till ev'ning (hades ariie, For thy falva'ion, Lord, I wale, With e;rer-Iong/ing eves.
4 Remember all thy grace,
And lead me in thy truth ;
Forgive the f:ns of riper days,
And fjllies of my youth.
5 The Lord is jail and kind,
The meek iLaii learn hi: way:. And ew-'ry h imb'e Hnner find The methods of his grace.
6 For hi; 0 vn goodnefs fake
He fares my fofcJ from ilia me ; He pardons ft ho' my guik b$ great) Thro'' my Redeemer's name. c
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PART II.
7 Where (hall the man be found, That fears t' offend his God, That loves the gofpel's joyful found, And trembles at the rod ?
I The Lord (hall make him know The fecrets of his heart, The wonders of his cov'nant (how, And all his love impart.
9 The dealings of his pow'r Are truth and mercy ftill, With fuch as keep his cov'nant fare, And love to do his will.
io Their fouls fhall dwell at eafe Before their Maker's face, Their feed (hall tafle the promifes In their extenfive grace.
PART III.
11 Mine eyes and my defire
Are ever to the Lord ; I love to plead his promis'd grace, And red upon his word.
12 Turn, turn thee to my foul,
Bring thy (alvation near; When will thy hand affift my feet
To 'fcape the deadly fnare ?
13 When (hall the fov'reign grace
Of my forgiving God, Reftore me from thofe dang'rous ways My wand'ring feet have trod ?
14 The tumult of my thoughts
Doth but enlarge my wee ;
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My fpirit languilhes, my heart Is deiola e and low.
15 With ev'ry morning light
My forrow new begins ; Look on my anguilh and my pain, And pardon all my fins.
16 Behold the hofts of hell,
How cruel is their hate ! Againft my life they rile, and join, Their fury with deceit.
17 Oh keep my foul from death,
Nor put my hope to fhame, For I have plac'd my only truft In my Redeemer's name.
18 With humble faith I wait
To fee thy face again ; Of IfSel mall it ne'er be faid, He fought the Lord in vain.
PSALM 26, l. m.
\ TUDGE me, O Lord, and prove my ways, J And try my reins, and try my heart ; My faith upon thy promife ftays, Nor from thy law my feet depart.
2 I hate to walk, I hate to fit With men of vanity and lies ; The fcofFer and the hypocrite Are the abhorrence cf mine eyes.
3 Amongfi: thy fa'nts will I appear, Array'd in robes of innocence ; But vvhen I ftand before thy bar, The blood cf Ghrijl is my defence.
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3 3 PSALM XXVIL
4 1 4ove thy habitation, Lord,
The temple whe-e chine honours dwell,* There Qiall I hear thy holy vo-d, And there thy works of wonder tell.
5 Let not my foul be join'd at Jail: Wi>.h men of treachery and blood, Since I my days on earth have pail Among the faints and near my God.
PSALM 27, l. m.
WHOM mould I fear, finceGod torn Is faving health and glorious lioht ; He is my (trength againft my foes, What dangers can my foul affright ?
2 Wkh fierce indent my fieih to tear,
When cruel foes befet me round, Thev ft :mbled, and their haughty crefts, With iudden ruin, firuck the ground.
3 My humble heart on G od depends,
And dares u ith mighty hoJls to cope ; Since he's my help, in doubiful war, For certain connueil I will hope.
4 Henceforth to d^eli within his houfe,
My heart's defi're mall ever be ; To knoA his will I'll there refort, The beauty of the Lord to fee.
5 For there alone my foul (hall find
Sweet reitj in times of deep diftrefs, And fafe as on a rock, with joy, Abide 1.1 that fee u re recels.
6 Whil.1 God, by his Almighty pow'r,
My head o'er all my foes (hall raife, My foui thank- offerings fliaH make, And fln^ before him fongs of pra:fe.
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7 Soon as I heard my Father fay,
" Ye children, feek my grace" My heart reply *d Without delay, " lit feek my Fathers face.'''
8 Let not thy face be hid from me,
Nor frown my loul away , God of my life, I fly to thee In adiitreiiing day.
9 Should friends and kindred near and dear,
Leave me to want or die, My God will make my life his care, And all my need fupply;
io My fainting fleth had dy'dwkh grief, Had not my iou! believ'd, To fee thy grace provide relief, Nor was my hope deceiv'd.
ii Wait on the Lord, ye trembling /aints, And keep your courage up ; He'll raiie your fpirit when it faints, And far exceed your hope.
P S A L M 23, l. m.
1 HPO thee, O Lord, I raife my cries ;
JL My fervent pray'r in mercy hear; For ruin waits, my trembling foul, If thoa refuie a gracious ear.
2 When fuppliant tow'rd thy holy hill, I life my mournful hands to pray, Afford thy grace, nor drive me ilill, WitK impious hypocrites away.
3 To fons of falsehood, that de(p\fe The works and wonders of thy reign, Thv vengeance £i'.es the due reward, / And finks their iouls to cndlefs pain- /
4° PSALM XXIX.
4 But, ever blefTed be (he Lord, VVhofe mercy hears my mournful voice, My heart, that truiled ;n his word,
In his ialvation mall rejoice.
5 Lee ev'ry Taint in fored;(lreiV,
By fai h approach h.s Saviour, Godj Then grant, O Lord, thy pardmng grace, And feed thy church with heav'nly food.
PSALM 29, l. m.
1 \^E7Princes^ that in might excel,
1 Your grateful facrtfee prepare; <^od s glorious aclions loudly tell, His wond'rous pow'r to all declare.
2 To his great name frefh altars raife ;
Devoutly due refpea aiFord ; Hirn in his holy temple praife,
Where he's with iolemn ftateador'd.
3 'Tis he that with amazing noife
The wat'ry clouds in iunder breaks: The ocean trembles at his voice,
When he from heav'n in thunder fpeaks.
4 How full of pow'r hi. voice appears !
With what majeitic terror crown'd ! Winch from the roots tall cedars tears, And ftrews their fcatter'd branches round.
5 They, and the hills on which they grow,
Are fomerimes, harry'd far away ; And iea;;i;k2 hinds that bounding go, Or unicorns in youthful play.
6 When God in thunder loudK- fpeaks,
And scauer'd flames of lightning fends, Theforefl nods, the defert quakes, And fiubborn Kadeih lowly bends.
PSALM XXX.
7 He makes the hinds to caft their young,
And lays the beads' dark coverts bare ; While ihjfe that to his courts belong, Securely fing his praifes there.
8 The Lord lies fov'reign on the flood,
The ihund'rer reigns for ever king ; But makes his church his bled abode, Where we his awful glories fing.
9 In gentler language, there the Lord
The council of his grace imparts ; Amidft the raging ftorm, his word
Speaks peace and courage to our hearts.
PSALM 30, l. h.
1 T WILL extol thee, Lord, on high, J_ At thy command difeafes fly : Who but a God can fpeakand fave From the dark borders of the grave ?
2 Sing to the Lord, ye faints, and prove How large his grace, how kind his love, Let all your pow'rs rejoice, and trace The wond'rous records of his grace.
3 His anger but a moment flays ; His love is life and length of days ; Tho' grief and tears the night employ, The morning flar reftores the joy.
PART II.
4 Firm was my health, my day was bright, And I prefum'd 'twould ne'er benight ; Fondly I faid within my heart,
" Plea/are and peace /ball ne'er depart"
5 But I forgot thine arm was ftrong, Which made my mountain Hand fb long 3
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42 P S A L M XXXr.
Soon as thy face began to hide,
My health was gone, my comforts dieJ.
6 I cried aloud to thee my God :
" What can'ft thou profit by my blood ?
" Deep in the daft can I declare
'• Thy truth, or fing thy gocdnefs there ?
7 " Kear me, O God of grace, I faid,
" And bring me from among the dead;'*' Thy word rebuk'd the pains I felt, Thy pard'ning iove remov'd my guilt.
8 My groan?, and tears, and forms cf woe, Are turned to joy and praifes new ;
I throw my fackcloth on the ground, And eafe and gladnefs gird me round.
9 My tongue, the glory of my frame, Shall ne'er be filent of thy name ;
Thy praifethali found thro' earth and heav'nj For ficknefs heal'd, and fins forgiv'n.
PSALM 31, p. m.
1 T^ROrvI fhame and infult fet me free, jj For (till, O Lord, I truir in thee: Once more thy kind affiftance lend, Once more thy fervant*} caufe defend : As juft and righteous is thy name,
So let me now thy favour claim.
2 Bow down, O Lord ! thy gracious ear. Do thou my fleifafl: rock: appear ;
To me fome fpeedy fuccour te?x\> My foul from danger to defend : Hear thou my voice, when I complain, And lliii my righteous caufc maintain.
3 Siace thouVt my rock, and foes oppreiV Oh le.ii mj oat c*i this dffir&fs t
P S A L M XXXI.
Thy wonted help, my God, impart, For thou my urength and fonreib art : To thee alone I look for aid, To ftiun the fnares my foe^ have laid.
4 Thou God of mercy, love and truth ! Who hale prefcr/d me, from my youth ; My life, my foul, and all that's mine, To thee 1 willingly rengn :
To thee my foul for fuccour £ies, For thole I hate, who trull in lies.
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5 To thee, O God of truth and love,
My ipirit I commit ; Thou halt redeem'd my foul from death, And fav'd me from the pit.
6 Defpair and comfort, hope and fear
Maintain'd a doubtful ftrife ; While for tow, pain, and fm confpir'd To take away my life.
j (t My time is in thy hand, I cry'd, " Though I draw near the du.ft :ri Thou art the refuge where I hide, The God in whom I truft.
8 Oh make thy reconciled face
Upon thy fervant fiiine, And fave me for thy mercy's fake, For I'm entirely thine.
9 *Twas in aiy hafle, my ipirit faid,
" 1 muji defpair and die, et I am cut off before thine (yes 'f But thou halt heard my cry. D 3'
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io Thy goodnefs how divinely free! How fweeuhy fmiiing face, To thofe that fear thy majefty, And trail thy premised grace.
ii Oh love the Lord, all ye his faints, And fmg his praifes loud ; Ke'll bend his ear to your complaints, And recompence the proud.
PART III.
12 My heart rejoices in thy name,
My God, my heav'nly trufl ; Thou haft preferv'd my face from fhame, Mine honour from the duft.
13 " My life is fpent with grief, Icry'd,
" My years confum'd in groans, " My ftrer.gth decays, mine eyes are dry\L " And forrow waites my bones."
14 Among mine enemies my name
A proverb vile was grown, While to my neighbours I became Forgotten and unknown.
15 Slander 2nd fear on ev?ry fide,
Sciz'u and befet me round, I to thy throne of grace apply'd, And fpeed'y refcue found.
16 How great deliv'rance thou hail wrought
Before the fonsofmen ! The lying lips to fiJence brought, And made their hioafting vain !
17 Thy children from the ftrife of tongues
Shall thy pavilion h'de, Guard Ebera from infamy and wrong?, And crufo the ions of pride.
PSALM XXXII. 45
ig Within thy fecret prefence, Lord, Let me for ever dwell ; No fenced city waU'd and barr'd Secures a faint fo well.
PART IV, s. m.
19 O I all ye faints,- the Lord
With eager love purfue; Who to the jaft will help afford, And give the proud their due.
20 Ye that on God rely,
Courageously proceed ; For he will ftill your hearts fupply With ftren^th in time of need.
PSALM 32, l. m.
LEST is the man, for ever bleft, Whofe guile is pardon'd by his God, Whofe fins with ibrrow are confefs'd, And cover'd with his Saviour's blood.
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2 Before his judgment-feat the Lord No more permits his crimes to rife; He pleads no merit of reward, And not en works, but grace relies.
3 From guile his heart and lips are free, His humble joy, his holy fear, With deep repentance well agree, A.nd join to prove his faith fincere.
4 How glorious is that rig hteoufnefs That hides and cancels all his fins ! While a bright evidence of grace Through allhis life appears and fhines.
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PART II.
5 While I keep fiier.ee and conceal My heavy guile within my heart, What torments doth my confcier.ee fee]! What agonies of inward fmart!
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6 I fpread my fins before the Lord, And all my fecret faults cenfefs ; Thy gofpel fpeaks a pard*ning word, Thine holy fpiiit feals the grace.
7 For this (hall ev'ry humble foul Make fwift addrefles to thy feat ; When floods of huge temptations roll, There (hall they find a bled retreat.
8 Hsw (zfe beneath thy wings I lie, When days £row dark, and ftorms appear And when 1 walk, thy watchful eye Shall guide me fafe from ev'ry fnare.
P S A L M 33, c. m.
i Y) SjOICE, ye righteous, in the Lord, _£\_ This work belongs to you ; Singiof his name, his ways, his word, How holy, jiifl and true!
2 His mercy and his righteoisfnefs
Let heav'n and eaith proclaim; His works cf nature and of grace Repeal Us wond'rous name,
3 His word, with energy divine,
Thcfehsav'nly arches fpread, Eadeftarry h uls around them (h:ne, And light the heavens pervade.
4 He taught the fuelling waves to How
To their appointed deep ;
PSALM XXXIII.
Bade raging Teas their limits knew, And itill their llation keep.
5 Ye tenants of the fpaeious earih, With fear befo:e him ftand j Ke fpake, andnatare took its bir.h, And refts on his command.
. 6 Kefcoms the angry nations' rage, and breaks their vain defigns ; Kis counfel (lands through ev'ry age, and in full glory ihines.
PART II.
7 Bleft is the nation, where the Lord Hath fix'd his gracious throne ; Where he repeals his heav'nly word, And calls their tribes his own.
§ His eye, with inhnke furvey,
Dees the whole world behold ; Heform'd us all of equal clay, And knows our feeble mould.
9 Kings are not refca'd by the force Of armies from the grave; Nor fpeed nor courage of an horfe Can his bold rider fave.
to Vain is the (Irength ofbeails or ras-n, Nor fprings ourfafer/ thence ; But holy fouls from God obtain A ilrcng and fure defence..
1 1 God is their fear, and God their trait ; When plagues or farniae fpread, His watchful eye jecure; the ju£, Among ten thoufaod dead.
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12 Lord, let cur hearts in thee rejoice, And bless u.; from thy throne ; For we have made thy word our choice ; Andtruft thy grace alone.
PART HI. l. m.
33 Whate'cr the mighty Lord decrees, Shall doubcleis {land for ever fure ; The fettled purpofe of his heart, To endlels ages fhall endure.
14 How happy then, are they, to whom The Lord iupreme, for God is known ; Whom he, from all the world hefides, Has chofenout to be his own 1
15 He, all the nations of the earth, From heav'n hi:, lofty throne fufveys;
He views their wcrk^ , and knows their thoughts* For bv his pow'r their hearts were made.
16 The riches of thy mercy, Lord, To us thy fervants Hill extend ! As we, fjr all our various wants, On thee, our God, alone depend.
P S A L M 34, c. m,
AHROUC FI ill the changing fcenes of life, lr> troubic and in joy, 1 he praifes of my God (hall Rill My heart and tongue employ.
Cf his deliverance 1 will boafr,
'Fill all that are diftrelj, From my example comfort take,
And charm their griefs to reit.
O! magnify the Lord with me, Wiih me exalt his name :
PSALM XXXIV. 4£
When in diilrefs to him I call'd, He to my refcuecame.
4 Their drooping hearts were foon refrefh'd
Who look'd to him for aid : Defir'd fuccefs in ev'ry face A cheerful air diiplay'd :
5 " Behold, (fay they) behold the man,
" W^hom Providence reliev'd ; " So dang'roufly with wees befet, " So wond'roufly retriev'd !"
6 The holts of God encamp around
The dwellings of the juft ; Deli v 'ranee he affords to all Who on his fuccour trull.
7 O! make but trial of his love;
Experience will decide How bled they are, and only they, WTho in his truth confide.
8 Fear him, ye faints ; and you will then
Have nothing elfe to fear : Make you his fervice your delight ; He'll make your wants his care.
9 While hungry lions lack their prey,
The Lord will food provide For fuch as put their truft in him, And fee their needs fupply'd.
PART II.
io Approach, ye pioufly difpes'd, And my inftruition hear ; I'll teach you the true discipline Of his religious fear.
1 1 Let him who length of life defires, And profp'rous days would fee,
5o PSALM XXXV.
From fiand'ring language keep his tongue, His lips from falfehood (res.
12 The crooked paths of vice decline, Religion's ways purfue ; Eftablifh peace where 'tis begun ; And where 'tis ioit, renew.
T3 The Lord from heav'n beholds the jufl With favourable eyes ; And, when diiireis'd, his gracious ear Is open to their ciies :
14 But turns his wrathful lock on thofe
Whom mercy can't reclaim, To cut them off, and from the earth Blot out their hated name.
15 Deliv'rance to his faints he give s,
When his relief they crave: He's nigh to heal the broken heart, And contrite fpirit fave.
16 The wicked oft, but (till in vain,
Againll thejuft confpire ; For, under their a (Rid ion's weight, He keeps their bones entire.
1 7 The wicked from their wicked arts,
Their ruin dial} derive ; Whilfl: righteous men, whom they detef!, Siiail them ani their* furvive.
18 For God preferves the fouls of thofe
Who on his truth depend : To them and their posterity, His bleffings (hall descend.
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GAINST all thofe that Itrivc with me G Loid, aflert my right;
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With facfras war unjuftly wage, Do thou ray battles fight.
2 Thy buckler take, and bind thy ihield
Upon thy warlike arm : Stand up, my God, in ray defence, And keep me fafe from harm.
3 Bring forth thy fpear, and Aop their courfe,
That hade my blood to fpill : Say to my foul, " lam thy health, " And willpreferve thee llill."
4 Let them with fhamebecover'd o'er,
Who ray deftruciion fought; And fuch as did my harm devife Be to confufion brought.
5 Then fhall they fly, difpers'd like ehaff
Before the driving wind ; God's vengeful minillers of wrath Shall follow clofe behind.
6 And when, through datk and flipp'ry ways,
They ftrive his rage to fhun, His vengeful minirlers ofwra'ih Shall goad them as they run.
7 Since, unprovok'd by any wrong,
They hid their treach'rcus inare ; And for my harmlefs foul a pit Did w ithout caufe prepare.
8 Surpris'd by mischiefs unforefeen,
By their own arts beiray'd, Their feet (hall fall into the net Which they for me have laid.
9 Whii ft my glad foal fhall God's great name
For this delivYance blefs. ; And, by his facing health fectir'd, iti ^ratcful joy sf'x'r,^"eiS.
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id My very bones (hall fay, " O Lord, " Who can compare with thee ? " Who fett'il the poor and helplefsman " From itrong oppreffors free."
PART II.
1 1 Falfe witnefles, with forg'd complaints,
Againfr my truth comb n'd : And to my charge fuch things they laid, As I had ne'er defign'd.
12 The good which I to them had done,
With evil they repaid ; And did by malice undeferv'd, My harmleis life invade.
13 But as for me, when they were fick,
I (till in iackcloth rnourn'd ; I pray 'd and failed, andmypray'r To my own bread return'd.
14. Had they my friends or brethren been, I could have done no more ; Nor with more decent figns of grief A mother's lefs deplore.
15 How different did their carriage prove
In times of my diftrefs ! When they in crowds, together met, Did lavage joy exprefs !
16 The rabble too, in num'rous throngs,
By their example, came; And ceas'd not with reviling words To wound my fpotlefs fame.
17 Scoffers, that noble tables haunt,
And earn their bread with lies, Did gnafh their teeth, and lland'ring jeits, Malicioufly devife.
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iS But, Lord, how long wilt thou look on ? On my behalf appear; And fare my guililefs foul, which they, Like rav'ning beafts, would tear.
PART III.
19 Sol, before the lifl'ning world, Shall grateful thanks exprels ; And, where the great aiTembly meets.. Thy name with praiies blefs.
2a Lsrd, fofrer not mycaufclefs foes, Who me unjurUy hate, With open joy, or iecret figns, To meek my fad ellate.
21 For they, with hearts averfe from peace, Indourioafxy devife, Again,! the men of quiet minds To. forge malicious lies.
iz Nor with thefe private arts content, Aloud they vent their fpite,; And fay ; " At laft we've found him out, " He did it in our fight.''
55 But thou, whodoM both them and me With righ&eoas eyes furvey, Afiertmy innocence, O Loid, And keep not hr away.
24 Stir up thyfelf in my behalf,
To judgment, Lord, awake: Thy righteous fervant's caufe O Gqq, To thy decificn take.
25 Lord, as ray heart has upright been,
Let me thy juftice find ; Nor hi my cruel foes obtain The triumpfj they defign'd. d
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26 O 1 let th~m notamongfr. themfelves,
In boafting language fay, " At length our wifhes are complete ; " At laic he's made our prey.
27 Let fuch as in my harm rejcic'd,
For frame their faces hide ; And foul dishonour wait on thofe That proudly me defy'd :
28 Whilft they with cheerful voices (host,
Who my juff. caufe befriend ; Andblefs the Lord, who loves to make Succefs his faints attend.
29 So (hall my tongue thy judgments fing,
Infpir'd with grateful joy ; And cheerful hymns in praife of thee, Shall all my days employ.
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1 TT 7HEN man grows bold in fin,
VV My heart within me cries : " He hath no faith of Gcd within, " Nor fear before his eyes."
2 He walks a while ccnceal'd
In a felf-lktt'ring dream, Till his dark crimes, at oncereveaPd, Expoie his hateful name.
3 His heart is falfe and foul,
His words are fmooth and fair ; Wifdom is banim'd from his foul, And leaves no gcodnefs there.
4 He plots upon his bed
New roifchiefs to fulfil ; He fets his heart, and hand. ai?:d head Topraflife all that's ill.
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5 But there's a dreadful God,
Tho' men renounce his fear ;
His juilice, hid behind the cloud,
Shall one great day appear.
-6 His truth tranfcends the fey, In heav'n his mercies dwell ; Deep as the fea his judgments lie, His anger burns to hell. j How excellent his love,
Whence all our fafecy fprings ! Oh never let my foul remove From underneath his wings.
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* O ! Lord thy mercy, my fure hope, The higheft orb of heav'n tranfcends-; Thy facred truth's unmeafur'd fcope Beyond the fo reading fey extends.
9 Thy juftice like the hills remains ; Unfathom'd depths thy judgments ar«; Thy providerce the world fuftains ; The whole creation is thy care.
io Since of thy goadnefs all partake ; With what afTurance fhauld the juft Thy fhek'nng wings :heir refuge make. And faints to thy protection tiuft.
ii Such guefts mall to thy courts behd, To banquet on thy love's repait ; And drink, as from a fountain head, Of joys that mall forever lafb.
iz With thee the fprings of life remal: Thy prefence is eternal day : O i let thy grace thy fainis fuffain ; To upright hearts thy truth diiplav, E
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,rKY &o Id I vex my ioo], a::d fret Fo Zee the wicked rile ? Or en\ y iinners waxing g:ear, By violence and lies ?
As .1 >vi :- ; grzi\ cut down at noon,
Bel re tneev*hipg fades, So ihai, their glories •anirh foon,
In e-. erlafting (Lades.
Then let me make the Lord my trull,
Arid pracYiieall that's good ; So mall 1 dwell among the juft,
And he provide me food.
I :o my God my ways commit,
And cheerful uau his will ; Thy hand, which guides my doubtful feet,
Shall my deii.es fulfil.
Mineinnocer.ee (halt thou difplay, And make ihy judgments known :
Fair a5 the light of dawning day, And glorious as the moon.
The meek a; lal the earth polTefs,
And a.e ihe heirs of beav'n ; T.ue richer with abundant peaces
To humble iouls are giv'n.
Rel in the Lord, and keep his way,
Nor let your anger rife, Though Providence (hould long delay,
To puniili haughty vice.
Let finners join to break your peace, And pin, and rage, and foam ;
The Lord derides them, for he fees Their; day of veng'ance come.
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9 They have drawn cat the threat 'ning i'word, Have bent the murd'rous bow, To flay the men that, fear the Lord And bring the righteous low.
10 My God fliall break their bows, and burn Theh perfecting dart?, Shall their own fwords againft them turn, And pierce their flubborn hearts.
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X l While finfal cro\* ds, with falfe datfgn, Againft the iighteous few combine,
Andgnafii their tee;hj and t.hreat'ning Hand; God (hall thjr empty blots deride,
And laugh at iheir cerea:ed prw
idc He ;ees their ruin near a: hand.
12 They d;aw theiVo dand bend the bow, The poor and needy to o'erthrcw,
And men of upright lives, to Hay : But their itrong bow fnalj foon be broke, Their fharpen'd weapons mortal fcroke
Thro' their own hearts (hall force its way
f 5 A little with God's favour blefs'd, That's by one righteous man pofTefs'd,
ri he weal h of many bad excels : For God fur ports the juit man's caufe ; But as for thofe that break his Ia: s, Their uniucceisful pow 'r he quells.
14 Kisconftant csre the upright guides, And overall their life presides ;
Their portion mail forever la.il : They, whendi'heis c'erwhelms the earthy Shall be unmov'd.and ev'n in dearth
The happy fruits of plenty taii/e.
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15 Not Co the wicked men, and thofe Who proudly dare God's will oppofe ;
Deftruc"tion is their haplefs fhare : Like fac of lambs, their hopes and they Shall in an initant melt away,
And van-ifti into fmoke and air.
PART III.
s6 Whilft Tinners, brought to fad decav, Still borrow on and never pay,
The juft have will and pow'r to give-: For fuch as God vouch.afes to blefs, Shall peaceably the earth poifefs,
And thofe he curfes, mall not Jive.
1 7 The good man's way is God's delight, He orders all the Heps aright,
Of him that moves by his command : Though he fomecimes may be diftrefs'd, Yet lhall he ne'er be quite opprefs'd, For God upholds him with his hand.
*S From my firft youth till age prevaiPd, I never faw the righteous f.il'd,
Or want overtake his num'rous race ; Becaafe companion £!Pd his heart, And he did cheerfully impart,
God made his offspring's wealth increafd. 19 With caution ihun each wicked deed, In virtue's ways with zeal proceed.
And fo prolong your happy days : For God, who judgment loves, does Itill Preferve his faints fecure from ill ;
While foon the wicked race decays.
JO The upright mall pofTefs the land ; His portion lhall for zges ftand ;
Hia mouth with wifdom is fupply'd,
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His tongue by rules of judgment moves : His hear: the law of God approves ; Therefore his footfteps never iiide.
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21 In wait, the watchful finner lies, In hopes the righteous to furprife ; But ali his fchemes muft prove in vain. For he fnall not his purpofe gain :
22 God will not him defenceiefs leave, But when he's judged will reprieve; His faults is mercy he will fee, And from deftruction fet him free.
23 St'ul on the Lord with hope rely, And he mall all thy wants fupply ; Wait thou on him, keep his command, And be exalted in the land.
24 A large pofTeilion thou malt gain, And from thy foes fecure remain : While wicked men deft rov'd (hall be. And thou their difma! fall {halt fee.
25 The wicked I in pow'r have i^en, And like a bay-tree freih and green,
"That fpreads its pleafant branches round, Ev'n fo was he with plenty crown'd :
-6 But he was gone as quick as thought, And, tho' I diligently fought, Yet could I, by no fign or trace, Or any mark find out his place.
27 Obferve the perfect man with care, And mark all fuch as upright are ; Their roughed days in peace fhalJ end, And happy hours on them attend : E 2
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2% Whilft on the latter end of thcfc, Who daie God's iiol y will oppofe, A common rain, focn or late, Shall fa rely be their diimal fate.
29 G jd, to the juft, will help afford, Their only fafe-guard is the Lord ; Their ftrength in time of need is he, Who will from danger fet them free ;
30 Becaufe on him they (till depend, The Lord will timely fuccour fend; The wicked thus (hall ne'er prevail, Nor fnali the righteous ever fail.
PSALM 38, c. m.
1 A MIDST thy wrath, remember Jove, ji\. Reilore thy fervant, Lord,
Nor let a Father's chaining prove Like an avenger's fword.
2 Thine arrows flick within my hear:,
My fledi is forely preft ; Between the forrcw and the fmart My fpirit finds no reih
3 My fins a heavy load appear,
And o'er my head are gone ; Too heavy they far me to bear, Too hard for me t' atone.
4 My thoughts are like a troubled fea,
That finks my comforts down ; And I go mourning all the day Beneath my father's frown.
5 Lord lam weaken'd and difmav'd,
None. of my pow'rs are whole ; My wounds wish piercing anguiib bleed, The anguili of my foal.
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& All my defires to thee are known. Thine eye counu ev'jy iear_, Andev'ry iigh and e/'ry groan Is notic'd by thine ear.
2 Thou art my God, my only hope; My God will h?ar my cry, My Gotlwili bear my ipirics up When Saian b.da me die.
S My ioes rejoice whene'er I Aide, To lee my virtue fail ; They raiie their pleaiure and their pride, Whenq er t .eir wiles prevail.
9 But I'll confefs my guilty ways, And giieve for all my fin ; I'll mourn how week .he leeds of grace,* And beg fupport divine.
io My God, forgive my follies pall, And be forever ni^h ; O Lord ofm) faivationhatfe, Before thy'ier vane die.
PSALM 39, c. m.
1 npHUS I refoly'd before the Lord,
JL " Now will 1 watch my tongue, " Left I let flip one fmful word, " Or do my neighbour wrong."
2 Whene'er conllrain'd a wh'ile to flay
With men of lives profane, I'll tec a double guard that day, Nor let my talk be vain.
3 I'll fcarce allow my lips to fpeafc The pious thoughts I feel, Left fcoffers mould th' cccafion take To mock my holv zeal. fe 3
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4 Yet if fome proper hour appear,
I'll not be over-aw'd, But let the icoifjng iirtners hear That we can fpeak for God.
PART II.
5 Teach me the meafure of my days,
1 hou maker of my frame; I would furvey life's narrow fpace, And learn now frail I am.
6 A fpan is all that we can boaft,
How fhort, how fleet our time! Man is but vanity and duft, In all his flow'r and prime.
7 See ihe vain race of mortals move
Like lhadows o'er the plain ; Thyy rage and ftrive, defire and love, But all the noife is vain.
2 Seme walk in honours gaudy mow, Some dig for golden ore, They toil for heirs, they know not wh; And itraitare feen no more.
9 What mould I wifh or wait for'then From creatures, earth and duft r They make our expectation? vain, Anddiiappoint our trufL
io Now I forbid my carnal hone, My fond deiires recal ; I give my mortal int'reft up. And make my God my all.
PART III.
II God of my life look gently d nvnj Behold the nains 1 fee] ;
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But I am dumb before thy :hrone, Nor dare difpuce thy will.
12 Difeafesare thy fervants, Lord,
They come at thy command ;
I'll notatcempt a murnviing word,
Againft thy chaining hand.
13 Yet I may plead with humble cries,
Remove thy iharp rebukes ; My ftrengthconi~mes, my fpirit dies, Through thy repeated itrokes.
14 Crudi'd as a moth beneath thy hand,
We moulder to the duft ; Oar feeble pow'rs can ne'er whh£and, And ail our beauty's loft.
15 I'm but a ftranger here below,
As all my fathers \ve;e ; May I be well prepar'd to go, When I the fummons hear !
16 But if my life be fpar'd a while
Before my laft remove, Thy praiie fhall be my bus'nefs frill, . And I'll declare thy Lve.
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i T WAITED patient for the Lord, X He bow'd to hear my cry ; He faw me retting on his word, And brought falvation nigh,
2 He rais'd me from a horrid pit,
Where mourning long I lay, And from my bonds releas'd my feet, Deep bonds of miry clay.
3 Firm on a rock he made me (land,
And taught my cheerful tongue,
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To^ praifethe wonders of his hand, In a new thankful fc-ng.
4 I'll fpread his work? of grace abroad;
The faints w'uhjoy (ball hear, And miners lea: n to make my God Their only hv,pe and fear. .
5 tt°v many are thy thoughts of love ,-
- Thy mercies. Lord, how great ! Wejjai-e not wo.d: nor hours enough, i fl-ir numbers to repeat.
5 V/hen I'm aiRi<f4ed, poor and low,
And lightand peace depart,
My God beholds my heavy woe,
And bears me on his heart.
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7 The wonders, Lord, thy love has wrought, Exceed our praife, furmount our thoaght; Should I attempt the long detail,
My fpeech would faint, my nuPibers fail.
8 No blood of beads on altars fpilt,
Can cleanie the fouls of men from guilt; But thou haft let before our eyes, An all- iufncient facrince.
9 Lo thine eternal Son appears, To thy deiign.s he bows ni- ears ; AiT.rne-a bvdv ueil pie ^ar'd And well performs a wo.kio ha~d.
10 " Behjldlcome (the Saviour cies, " With love and duty in his eye:) " I come ,o bear the heavy J-.ad
" Gf hn^, and do thy will, my God.
11 te *Tis written in thy ereai dec;ee, " 'lis in thv bo. k foretold of me,
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fC I muft fulfil the Saviour's part, " And b ! thy law is in my heart.
12 '* I'll magnify thy holy law,
" And rebels to obedience draw, " When on my crofs I'm \>.f ed high, tf Or to my crown above the iky.
13 " The fpirit mall delcer.d and {hew
" What thou hail done and what I do ;
'• The wond'ring world lliall learn thy grace,
" And all cieaicn tune thy praife."
PART III.
14. My lins exceed in their amount, The hairs on this afflicted uead ; My vanquifh'd courage they furmoonti And till my drooping ioul with diead.
15 But, Lord, to my relief draw near, For never was more preffing need ; In my deliv'rance, Lord, ap.ear, And add to tha: deliv'rance fpeed.
16 Ccnfafitn en their heads return, Who to deitrov my foul combine ; Let them, defeated, blu(h and mourn, Eninar'd in their oa n vile defign.
17 Their doom let defojation be, With fhame their malice be repaid. WriD mcck'd my confidence in thee, And fportofmy affliction made.
18 While thofe who humbly feek thy face To joyful triumphs mall berais'd ; And ail who prize thy favinggrac?, With m* iefcund, The Lord b'r praLM.
19 Thus wretched though I am and poor, Of me thJ almighty Lord takes cars ;
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Thou God, who only canft re/lore, To my relief with fpeed repair.
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E's blefs'd whofe render care, Relieves the poor diilrefs'd; When troubles gairer round, The Lord mall give h)m red :
2 His life with blefnngs crown'd,
The Lord iliall lure prolong : And check the will of ihoie, Who i'eek to do him wrong.
3 If he, in low eftate
OppreiVd with ficknefs lie, The Lord will comfort fend, And inward ftrength fupply :
4 Secure of this, to God,
I thus my pray'r addrefs'd, '* Lord, heal my wounded foul, " Fori have much tranigreis'd !
5 My foes, with fland'ring words,
Attempt to wound my fame, " When (hall he die," lay they, " And men forget his name ?"
6 Suppofe they viiits make,
'Tisall but empty [how ; They gather mifehief then, And vent it when they go.
7 With whifpers fuch as thefej
To hurt me ihey devife : " His doom at length is come, " lie's fall'n no more to rife."
S I\Iy own familiar friend, Q» whom Imod r»%'d,
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Ha? me, whofe gueft he was, With open (corn defy'd.
9 Bat thou, my wretched ftate, In mercy, Lord regard, And raife me up, that they May meet their juft reward.
10 Thou fa fp reft not my foes,
To triumph in my fall ; Therefore I know thine ear, Is open when I call.
1 1 My life thou doft fecure,
From danger and difgrace , And thou (halt fet me ftill, <
Before thy glorious face :
52 Let therefore Ifrael's Lord, From age to age be blefty And all :he people's joy With loadamens expreil.
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1 A S pants the heart for cooling ftreams^ j[\. W.'ien heated in the chace;
So longs my foul, O God, for thee, And thy refrefhing grace.
2 For thee, my God, the living God,
My thirfry foul doth pine ; O ! when ihali I beftold thy face, Thoa majefty divine?
3 Tears are my conftant food, while thus
Iniuhing foes upbraid; " Deluded wretch ! where's now thy God ? " And where his promis'd aid Vy
4 I Mgh whene'er my mufing thoughts,
Thofe happy days prefent.,
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When I, with troops of pious friends, Thy temple did frequent :
5 When I advanced with fongs of praife,
My folemn vows to pay ; And led ;he joyfjl facred throng, That kept the fellal day.
6 Why refllefs, why cad down, my foul ?
Truit God ; and he'll employ His aid for thee, and change thefe fighs To thankful hymns of joy.
7 My foul's cafl down, O God ; but thinks
On thee and Sion ftill ; From Jordan's banks, from Kerrnon's height", And Mizar's humbler hill.
8 One trouble calls another on ;
And, burfting o'er my head, FaH fpouting down, till round my foal A roaring fea is fpread.
9 But when thy prefence, Lord of life,
Has once difpeird this ftorm, To rhee I'll midnight anthems fmg, And all my vows perform.
10 God of my flrength, how long fnall I,
Like one forgotten, mourn, Forlorn, forfaken, and expos'd To my opproTurs fcorn ?
1 1 My heart is pierc'd as with a fword,
Whilft thus my foes upbraid ; " Vain bbafter, where is now thy God : " And where his promis'daid ?"
12 Why refllefs, why caff down, my foul ?
Hope ftill, and thou (halt fing The praife of him who is thy God, Thy health's eternal fpring.
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PSALM 43, l. m.
JUST Judge of heav'n, acainfi my fees Do thou aflert my injur'd tight'1. O ! fet mefiee, my God, from thole That in deceit and wrong delight.
Since thou art ftill my enly flay, Why leav'd thou me in deep diilrefs ? Why go I mourning all the day, Whilit me in fulling foes opprefs ?
Let me with light and truth be bled ; O lei them point and lead the way, Till on thy holy hill I reft, And in thy iacred temple pray.
Then will I there frehh altars raife To God, who is my only joy ; And my triumphant forigs of praife, Shall ail my grateful hours employ.
Why then caft down, my foul ? and why So muchopprefs'd with anxious care ? On God, thy God, for aid rely ; Who can and will thy fiaie repair.
PSALM 44, c. m.
L
ORD, we have heard thy works of old Thy works of povv'r and grace, When to our ears our fathers told, The wonders of their days.
They faw thy beaui'ous churches rife,
The fpreading gofpel run ; While light and glory from the ikies
Through all their temples ihene.
In God they boafted all the day, And in a cheerful throncr
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Did thoufands meet to praife and pray, And grace was all their fong.
4 But now our fouls are feiz'd withfhame,
Confuiion fills our face, To hear the enemy blafpheme, Aud fools reproach thy grace.
5 Yet have we not forgot our God,
Nor fallely dealt with heav'n, Nor have our fieos declin'd the road Of duty thou halt given.
6 Though dragons all around us roar
With their destructive breath, And thine own hand has bruis'd us for€, Hard by the gates cf death.
7 We are expos'd all day to die,
As martyrs for thy name ; As fheep for Slaughter bound we lie, And wait the kindling flame.
3 Awake, arife, almighty Lord, Why fleeps thy won ed grace ? WThy mould we ieem like men abhor'd, Or banilh'd from thy face ?
9 Wilt thou for ever caft us ofF, And ftill neglect our cries ? Forever hide thine heav'nly love From our afflicted eyes?
10 Down to the dufi: our foul is bow'd,
And dies upon the ground ; Rife for our help, rebuke the proud, And all their pow'rs confound.
1 1 Redeem us from perpetual fhame,
Our Saviour and our God; We plead the honour? of thy name, The merits of thy blood.
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r "^TOW be my heart infpir'd to ling JJ%| The glories of my Saviour king, jefus the Lard ; how he^v'nly fair IcHsfbrra ! how bright his beauties are !
2 O'er all the ions cf human race He mines with far upeiior grace, Love from hislip.> divinely flows, And blezlln^s all his ftate compofe.
5 Drefs inee in arms, mo ft mighty Lor4> Gird on the terror of thy (word ; In majefty and glory ride, With truth and meeknefs at thy fide.
4. Thine anger, like a pointed dart, Shall pierce the foes of ftubborn heart; Or words of mercy kind and Tweet Shall melt the rebels at thy feet.
5 Thy throne, O God, forever Hands, Grace is the fceptre in thy hands ; Thy laws and works are jure and right, Bat grace andjufticethy delight.
OGod, thy God has richly fhed His oil of gladnefs on thy head ; And with his lac red fpirit blefs'd Th' eternal Son above the reft.
PART II.
7 The king cf faints, how fair his face, Adorn'd with majefty and grace ! He comes with bleflhrgs from above, And wins the nations i* his love.
* At hir right hand oar eyes behold The queen array'd in pureft gold ;
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The world admires her heav'nly drefs; Her robes of joy and righieouinels.
9 He forms her beauties like his own, He calls and feats her near his throne; Fair ftranger, lee thine heart forget The idols of thy native ftate*
10 So (hall the king the more rejoice In thee thefavVr.c cf his choice; Let himbelov'd, andyetadoi J, For he's thy maker and thy Lord.
1 1 Oh happy hour, when thou (halt rife To hi; fair palace in the ikies,
And all thy fons, (a num'rous train) Each like a prince in glory reign.
12 Let endlefs honours crown his head ; Let ev'ry age his ptaifes fpread ; While we with cheerful fengs approve The condefcenfion of his love.
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t /~^OD is our refjge in difnefs,
V_JT A preient help when dangers r>Te±>;
On him for i'a.fety we rely'd,
And in his ihength we will confide :
2 Tho' earth were from her centre toft, And mountains in the ocean lofi ;
Or lofty hills from their abode.
Torn peace-meal by the roaring £000.
3 Let angry waves together roli'd, Rage on with fury uncontroul'd ; We will not f?ar, whilir. we depend On God, who is our conltant friend
4 A gentler ftream, that ever flows, And joy to all around bellows,
PSALM XLVI.
The city of the hotd fhafl fill, The city where heVwddhip'd full.
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2 tow'rs, pour's,
c God dwells in Sion, v. h*bfe ftronj Shall rwcck th' aifault of earthly And his Almighty aid is nigh, To thofe *vho on his ilrength rely.
6 In 'umulfs, when the hea.hen rag'd^ And kingdoms war again ft us wag d, In thunders loud hi* voice was heard* And fo\jn thfeii i- Ces diia^eai d.
PART II.
7 The Lord of hafts conducts oar arms, Our low'r of refuge in ala m: ;
Our father's guardian he hath been, And we his tender love have feen.
8 Corce ;ee vj hat pow'r he hi'h difplay'd, His people ne'er (hall bednrriay'd ;
For them he hath :he>e wonders wronght] And on the eanh destruction brought.
p Abroad he haih his vengeance hurl'd, And aw'd co peace the jarring world ; He doth deihoy the ft. ear and bow, And into flames their chariots th?6w :
0 With rev'rence be !he Lord aiddrefs'd, The earth her >ov -eign hath confefs'dj The heathen fhall his pew'rebey, And yield to his almighty (way.
1 The God cf h vfts, conducts car arms., Our to.v'r cf refuge in alarms ;
Our father's guardian he h a ^ h been, Acd ive his \, dnd'tqus love ha\e icen. F
74 PSALM XLVII, XLVIII. PSALM 47, c. m. H for a fhout of faced fay
To God the fov'reign king ! Lee ev'ry land their tongues employ* And hymns of triumph ling,
2 Jefus our God afcends on high ;
His heav'nly guards around Attend him riling thro' the fky, With trumpet's joyful found.
3 While angels fiiout and praife their king,
Le. mortals learn their ftrains ; Let ail the earth his honours fing ; O'er all the earth he reigns.
4 Rehearfe his praife with awe profound,
Let knowledge guide the fong ; Nor mock him with a folemn found Upon a thoaghtlefs tongue.
5 In Ifra'l itood his ancient throne,
He lov'd that chofen race ; But now he calls the woild his own, And heathens tafte his grace.
6 The Gentile nations are the Lord's,
There Abraham's God is known : While powr's and princes, fhields and fwords Submit before his throne.
P. S A L M 48, s. m.
1 ^REAT is the Lord our God, VJT And Jet his praife be great ; He makes his churches his abode,
His moil delightful feat.
2 Thefe temples of his grace,
How beautiful thev (land '
PSALM XLVIIL 75
The honours of our native place, And bulwarks of our land.
3 In Shn God is known
A refuge in diftrefs ;
How brio he has his falvatinn fhone. How fair his heav'nly grace ?
4 When kings againfl her join'd,
And Taw che Lord was there, In wiMconfjiicn of the mind They fled withhafty tear.
5 When navies tall and proud
Attempt to fpoil our peace, He fends his rempetf roaring Ioud> And links them in the feas.
6 Ofc have our fathers told,
Our eyes have often teen, How vveil our God fecures the fold Where his own flocks have been.
7 In ev'ry new diftrefs
We'll to his houfe repair, Reeal to mind his wond'rous grace, And feek deiiv'iance there.
PART IL
8 Far as thy name is known
The world decla;es tny praife; Thy feints, O Lord, befure thy throne Their fongs cf honour raife.
9 With joy the people itand
On Sim's choien hiil, Proclaim the wonders of thy hand, And counlels of thy will.
•p Let Grangers walk around . The city wl^re we dwell,
?6 P S A L M XLTX.
CompaTa and view thy holy ground, Andmaik the building well.
1 1 The orders of thy houfc,
The worfhip of thy court", Thee eerjul longs, the lolemn vows.
And make a fair report.
12 How decent and h^w wife!
How glorious to behold ! Beyond the pomp that charms the eyes, And rites ado n d with gold.
23 The God we worfhip now Will guide us * till we die ; Will be our Gcd while here below. And ours above the fky.
PSALM 49, c. m.
1 T T THY doth the man of riches grow \ V To mi'olence and pride, To fee hi, weal h and honours flow With ev'ry riling tide ?
§ why doth he treat the poor with fcorn,
Made of the ie\f iame c!av, And b ■■■ail a though his fle/h was born Of better djir. than they ?
3 Not all his treasures can procure
His foul a fhort reprieve, Redeem from d?ah one guilty hour, Or make h:s brother live.
4 Eternal life can ne'er be fold,
The ranfom is too hi;h ; Juilice will ne'er bebnb'd with gold, That man vv ill never die.
5 lie fees the brutifh and the wife,
The tim'rous and the brave, .
PSALM XLIX.
Quit their pofTefficns, clofe their eyes, And haften to the prave.
o
6 Yet 'tis hi- inward thought and pride,
" My houfe (hall ever fland ; " And that my name may long abide " ril.give it to my land."
7 Vain are his thoughts, his hopes are, loft
How ioon his mem'ry dies ! Kis name is buried in the dull:, Where his own body lies.
S This is the folly of cheir way, And yet their ions, as vain, Approve the words their fathers fay, And afl their works again.
9 Men void of wii'dom and of grace, The' honour raire them high, Live like the beaiU, a thoughtlefs race, And like the beads they die.
jo Laid in the grave like filly fheep, Death triumphs o'er them :here, Till '.he laft trumpet breaks their deep, And wakes them in de.pair.
PART JI.
i : \re fons of pride, that hate the juft, And trample on the poor> When death has brought you down to dull Your pomp mall rife no mo e.
12 The laft great day fliall change the fcene;
V/hzn will that hour appear r When rhali the jurl revive, and rei~n O'er all that fcorn'd them bete i
13 God will my naked foul receive,
Cajl'dirom the world aways F 2
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PSALM L.
And break the prifon of the grave. To raiie my mould'iing clay.
14 Heav'n is my eve.laiun* home, Th' inheritance is hue; Let men of pride their rage refume, Bat I'll repine no moie.
PSALM 50, c. 11.
1 '"TT^HE Lord, the judge, before his throne,
X Bids the whole earth draw nigh, The nations near the rifing fun, And near the Wefietn Iky.
2 No mare (hall bold blafphemers fay,
Judgment "Mill ne'er begin ; No more abate his long delay To impudence and fin.
3 Thron'd on a cloud our God (hall come,
Bright flames prepare his way, Thunder and darknefs, fire and ftorm, Lead on the dreadful day.
4 Heav'n from above his call fhaH hear,
Attending angels come, And earth and hell (hall know and fear His juftice and their do^m.
5 " But gather all my faints (he cries)
" That made the r peace with God, « By the Redeemer's facrince, " And feal'd it with his blood.
6 " Their faith and works, brought forth to light*
'/ Shall make the world con fefs^ 11 My fenrence of regard is right, " Anc} heav'n adore ixiy grace,
PSALM L.
PART II.
7 Thus faith the Lord, " the fpacious fields
" And flecks and herds are mine, " O'er all the cattle of the hills " I claim a right divine.
8 M I afk no iheep for iacririce,
" Nor bullocks burnt with fire ; *' To hope and \o\.e, to pray and praiie, s{ Is all that I require.
9 " Invoke my name when trouble's near.
" My hand lhall fet thee free ; " Then (hall thy thankful lips declare, " The honour due to me.
10 " The man that offers humble praife,
" Declares my glory belt, " And thofe that tread my holy ways, *c Shall my ialvation taite.
11 " Not for the want of bullocks flain
" Will I the world reprove ; " Altars and rites, and forms are vain, " Without the fire of love.
12 " And what have hypocrites to do
iS To bring their facririce I " They call my ftatutes juit and true, t( But deal in theft and lies.
13 te Could you expect to Tcape my fight,
'•' And fin without controul ? M But I ftiall bring your crimes to light, (f With anguifh in your foul."
14 Confider, ye, that flight the Lord,
Eefore his wrath appear ; If once ycufall beneath his fwerd, There's no deliv'rer there, F 3
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go P S A L M LI.
PART III. l. m.
15 The Lord, the judge, his churches warns, Let hypocrites attend and fear,
Who place their hopes in rites and forms, But mate not faith norlcve their care.
16 Vile wre.ches dare rehearfe his name With lips of falihood and deceit ;
A friend or broiher they defame, And iboth and flatter thofe they hate.
j 7 Th-ey watch to do their neighbours wrong. Yet dare to feek their Maker's face ; T hey take hiscov'nant on their tongue, But break his laws, abufe his grace.
18 To heav'n they lift their hands unclean, Defil'd wif.h lu'it, denl'd with blood ; By iHgfet they prac^ife every fin, By day their mouths dra\v near to God.
12 And while his judgments fang delay, They grew fecure and firi the more : Thev think he fleeps as well as they, And put far orF the dreadful hour.
20 Oh dreadful hour ! when God draws near, And fetis :heir crimes before their eyes ! His wrath their gurlry foul (hail tear, and no deliv*fer dare to rLe.
P S A L M 51, l. m.
1 QHEWpiry, Lord, O Lord, forgive, ^3 Let a repenting r^bei live ;
Are not thy mercies large and free r May not a firmer trull in thee ?
2 My crime- are great, b.it can't furp^fs- The po.v'r a:>d glory of thy grace;
? S A L M LI. $i
Great God, thy nature hath no bound, So lee thy paid'ning love be found.
3 Oh wafh my foul from ev'ry fin,
And make my guilty conscience clean j Here on my heart the burden lies, And pail offence's pain mine eyes.
4. My lips with Hi am e my fins confefs Againlr. thy law, a'gaiintt thy grace ; Lord, mould thy judgment grow severe, I am condemn'd but thou ait clear.
5 Should fudden vengeance feize my breath, I mult pronounce ^ nee Jul: in death ;
And if my foul were lent to hell, Thy righteous law approve^ it well.
6 Yetfavea trembling fmner, Lord, Whofe hope, itili hew 'ring round thy word* Would light on ibme iweetpromife there, Some lure iupport againf: defpair.
P A R T II.
7 Lord, lam vile, conceiv'd in fin, And bo;n unholy and unclean : Sprung fiom the man w hole guilty fall Corrupts the race, and taints us ail.
% Soon as we draw our infant b:eath, The feedr of fin grow up for death j The law demands a pe^fed heart ; But we're dcLVd in ev'ry part.
9 Great God create my heart a new, And form my fpirit pure and true ; Oh make me wife betimes to fpy My danger and my remedy.
2z P S A L M LI,
10 Behold I fall before thy face ; My only refuge is thy grace;
No out* ard foi ms can make me clean ; The leprofy lies deep within.
11 No bleeding biid, nor bleeding beaft, Norhy:'op branch, nor fprinkling oriel!. Nor running brock, nor flood, nor iea, Can vvafh the difmal ftain away.
12 Jefns, my God, thy blood alone Haih pow'rfcfHcient to atone :
Thy blood can make me white as fnow ; No Jewijh types could cleanfe me lb.
13 While guilt dilurbs and breaks my peace, Nor flelh nor (oul hath refl or eafe ; Lord, let me hear thy pard'ning voice; And make my broken heart rejoice.
PART IN.
14 O thou that hear'ft uhen finners cry, Thoagh all my crimes before thee lie, Behold them not with angry lock, But blot their mem'ry from thy book.
15 Create my nature pure within, And form my foulaverfe to fin ; Lee thy good fpir.it ne'er depart, Nor hide thy prefence from my heart.
16 I cannot live wit. .out thy light, Cair out and baniih'd from thy fight; Thine holy joys, my God, reftore, And guard me, that I fall no more.
17 Though 1 havegriev'd thy fpirit, Lord, Thy help and comfort ftilf afford;
And let a wretch come near thy throne, To plead the merits of ihy Son.
PSA L M LIL fc3
iS A broken heart my God, my king. Is all the fac.ifice I bring ; The God of grace will. ne'er defpiie-
A broken heart for iacrince.
19 My fool lies humbled in the dufl:, And owns thy dreadful fentence juM ; Lock down, O Lord, uuh-phying eye, And fave the foal condemned to die.
20 Then will I teach the world thy ways-; Sinners mall learn thy fov'reign grace ; J '11 lead them to mv Saviour's blood, And they fhall praiie a pard'ning God.
21 O may thy love infpire my tongue ! Salvation mall be ail my fong ; And all my pow'rs mall join to blefs The Lord my ftrengthand righteouinefs,
P S A L M 52, l, m.
j 1J/HY mould the haughty hero boafl VV His vengeful arm, his warlike hoft- While blood defiles his cruel hand, And deiolation uadesthe land.
'' 2 He joys to hear the captive's cry,
The widow's groan, the orphan's figh ; And when the weary fword would fpare,. His falfiiood fpreads the fatal fnare.
3 He triumphs in the deeds of wrong, And arms with rage his impious tongue; With pride proclaims his dreadful pow'r> And bids the trembling world adore.
4 But God beholds, and with a frown, Cafts to the daft h-is honours down ; The righteous freed, their hopes recat,. Andha.il the proud oppreiTar's Oil,
S4 P S A L M LIII.
5 How low th' irvfultiog tyrant lies, Who dar'd ih'' eternal pow'r delpne ; And vainly deem'd with envious joy, His arm almighty to deftroy.
6 We praiie t e Lord, who heard our cries, And lent ialvarion fiom the ikies ; The faints whofaw our mournful days, Shall join, our grateful longs of praiie.
PART II, c. m.
7 While unbelievers make their boaft,
And heav'nly grace defoife ; In ihejr o ■• n <t m they put their trull, And fill their mouths with lies;
S Bat like a cultur'd oli< e grove Dreh'd in immortal green, Thy child en blooming in thy love, Amidst thy courts are ieen.
o On thine eternal grace, O Lord, Our iuUis In all leSt Secure; And all tfha.truft thy holy word^ Shall End Salvation fure.
PSALM 53, c. m.
4 ^T^-HE wicked fcols mud fure fuppofe, X That God is but a name : This gft^f* miitake their practice mows, Since virtue all dnclam.
\ The Lord hck'd down from heav'ns high tow'r-
The ions of men to view, To fee if any c .vn'd his pow'r,
Or truth or jullice knew. a But till he few were backward gone>
D e g e n i; ?. i c g r o w n a n d b a ! e ;
PSALM LIV.
None for religion card, not one Of all the tinful race.
4 But are t ofe workers of deceit
So dull and len eleis grown, Tba' tney, like bread, ray people eat. And God's juit pow'r diiown?
5 Their caufelefs fears fliall rtrangely grow;
And they, defpi-'d of God, Shall ioon be fc.ii'd : his hinds (ball throw Their matter'd bones abroad.
6 Would he his faving pow'r employ
To break our fervile band, Load ihouts of univeilal joy Should echo through the land.
P S A L M 54, c. m.
1 TOEHOLD us, Lord, and let our cry j|3 Befo.e thy throne acend,
Call thod on us a pitying eye, And itiil cur lives defend.
2 For flaugrn'ring foes infult us round,
Oppreffive, proud and vain, They caft thy temples to the ground, • And all our riles profane.
3 Yet thy forgiving grace we truft,
And in thy pow'r rejoice; Thine arm friallcrum our foes to dure., Thy praiieinfpire our voice.
4 Be thou with thofe whofe friendly hand
Upheld us in diftreis, Extend thy truth through ev'ry land., Andftill thy peopie blejs.
86 PSALM LV.
PSALM 55> c. m.
1 /~\> GOD, my refuge, hear my pries, \_J Behold mv flowing tears,
For earth and hell my hurt devife,. And triumph in my fears.
2 Their rage U level'd at my life,
My foul with guilt they load, And fill my thoughts with inward ftrife, To (hake my hope in God.
3 What inward pains my heart- firings wound,
I groan with ev'ry b:ea:h; Horror and fearbefetme round Amongft: t efhad.es of death.
4 Oh were 1 like a feather'd dove,
And innocence had uings ; ' I'd fly, and make along remove From aJKheie reillds things.
5 Let me to fqme v iid defart go,
And find a peaceful home, Where ftorms of malice never blow,. Temptations never come.
6 Vain hopes and vain inventions all
To 'icape the rage of hell ! The mighty Gud, on whom T call. Can iave me here as well.
7 By morning light I'll feek hu face,
At noon repeat my cry, The night fhall hear mea-k his grace, iNor will he long deny.
8 G'd (hajJ preferve my foul from fear,
Or iliield me when afraid ; Ten thaufand angels mm! appear If he command their aid.
PSALM LV. 87
9 I cafi-my burdens on the Lord, The Lord fuua'.ns them all ; My courage reils uoon his word, That iaints (hail never fall.
10 My highetl hopes can net be vain,
My lips fiiaU fp read his praife ; While cruel and deceitf.;! men, Scarce live oat half their days.
P A R T II, s. m.
11 LET (inners take their courfe,
And chuie the road to death ; But in the worfhip of my Gcd I'll fpend my daily breath.
12 My thoughts addrefs his throne,
When morning brings the light; I feek his blelSng ev'ry noon, , And pay my vows at night.
13 Thou wilt regard my cries,
O my eternal God$ While tinners periiTi in furprife Beneath thine angry rod.
14 Becaufe they d\vell at eafe,
And no fad changes feel, They neither fear, nor truft thy name., Nor learn to do thy will.
15 Bat I with all my cares,
Will lean upon the Lord; I'll cad my burdens on his arm, And red upon his word.
16 His arm mall well Curtain
The children of his love ; The ground on which their fafety fiands, No earthly pc vrr can move.
SS P S A L M LVI.
PSALM 56, c. m.
1 /^ THOU whofejuftice reigns or high,
\y And makes th' oppre»ior ccaie, Behold how envious hnne:s try- To vex and b eak my peace.
2 Th? Ton- of violence and lies
Join to devour me, Lo;d; But as my hourl) dangers rife, My reijge is thy word.
3 In Gcdmoft holy, juft, and true,
I have repos'd my truil ; Nor will I fear what fiefh can do, The offspring oYihe dull.
4 They wreftmy word to mifchief Mil!,
Charge me with unknown foul s ; For mi.c ief. all their councils fill, And malice all their thoughts.
5 Shall they efcape without thy fiown ?
Mull their devices Hand ? Chcaft the haughty unner down, And lei him know thy hand !
6 God fees the forrows of his faints,
Their groans affect his ear's j Thy me cy counts myjuft complaint** And numbers all my tears.
7 When to thy throne I raife my cry,
The wicked fear and ilce : So fwiit is pray'r to reach the fey, So near is God to me.
S In thee, moft holy, juPc, and true, I haverepos'd my trull ; Nor v\ ill I fear w hat man can de, The offspring of the duft.
P S A L M LVII. f5
9 Thy fclemn vows are en me, Lord, Thou fhah receive my praife ; I'll ling, hoiv faithful is thy hvortf ! How right ecus all thy sways !
10 Thou hail fecur'd my foul from death, Oh fe: thy pris'nsr free, That heart and hand, and life and breath May be employed for thee.
P S A L M 57, l. m.
j '"¥"AHY mercy, Lord, to me extend : JL On thy protection I depend ; And to thy wing for ihelter baffle, -Till this outrageous ftorm is pair.
2 To thy tribunal, Lord, I fly.
Thou ibv'reign judge, and God molt high,
Who wonders haft, forme begun,
And wilt not leave ihy work undone. -
5 From heav'n, protect me by thine armx And fhameall thole who leek my harm ; To my relief thy rr.erey fend, And truth on which my hopes depend.
4 For I with favage men con verfe, Like hungry lions wild and tierce ;
Wirh men whofe teeth are-fpears, their words Inven m'd darts, and two-edgM fwords.
5 Be thou, O God, exalted high :
And as thy glory fills the iky, So let it be on earth diiplay'd, Till thou art here, as there obey'd.
PART II.
6 My God in whom are all thp fprings, Of boundlefs love and grace unknown,
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9o PSALM LVIIT.
Hide me beneath thy fpreading wings, Till the dark cloud is over blown.
7 Up to the heav'ns! fend my cry, The Lo.d will my defirts perform ; He fends hi: angel from the Iky,
And faves me from the threat'ning florin.
8 Ee thou exalted, O my God,
Above :he heav'ns where angels dwell ; Thy pow'ron earth be known abroad, And land to land thy wonders tell.
9 My heart is nVd ; my fong fhall raife Immortal hcnours to thy name; Awake, my tongue, to found his praife, My tongue, the glory of my frame.
10 High o'er the earth his mercy reigns, And reaches to the utmoit iky ;
His truth to endlefs >ears semains, When lower worlds ditto! ve and die.
11 Be thou exalted, O my God,
Above the heav'ns where angels dwell ; Thy pow'r on earth be known abroad. And land to land thy wonders tell.
PSALM 58, p. m.
1 TUDGES, who rule the world by laws, J Will ye defpife th» righteous caufe.
When vile oppreflicn waftes the land ? Dare ye condemn the righteous poor, And let rich finners 'fcape fecure,
While geld and greatnefs bribe your hand
2 Have ye forgot, or never knew, That God will judge the judges too ?
High in the heav'ns his juitice :eigns;
PSALM LIX. 9*
Yet you invade the rights of God ; And fend your bold decrees abroad To bind theconfcience in your chains.
; A poifon'd arrow is your tongue, The arrow {harp, the poifcn itrong,
And death attends where'er it wounds: You hear no counfels, cries or tears ; So the deaf adder flops her ears !
Againfr. the pow'r of charming founds;
Break out their teeth, eternal God ; Thofe teeth of lions dy'd in blood ;
And crufh the ferpants in the duft : As empty chair, when whirlwinds rife, Before the fweeping temped rlies,
So let their names and hopes be loft.
Th' x'Umighty thunders from the iky, Their grandeur melts, their titles die,
As hilis of fnow diffblve and run, Or fnails that perifh in their ilime, Or births that come before the time,
Vain births that never fee the fun.
Thus fnall the veng'ance of the Lord Safety and joy to laints afford ;
And all that hear mail join and fay, M Sure there's a God that rules on high, ?' A God that hears his children cry,
*' And will their fuiPrings well repay .'*,
PSALM 59, s. m.
FROM foes, that round us rife, O God of heav'n, defend, V/ho brave the veng'ance of the ikies, And with thy faints contend.
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9* PS A L M IX
2 Eehcld, from diftjint fiiores.
And deiert wilds ihey come, Combine for blood their barb'rous fj.ee, And thro' thy cities roam.
3 Eeneaih the dent Cna.de,
Their facred plots they lay, Oar peaceful walls by ni^ht invade, And waite the fields by day.
4 And will the God of grace,
Regardlefs of our pain, Permit fecare that im^iv us race, To riot in their reign ?
5 In vain their fecrec guile,
Or open force they prove ; Kis eye can pierce thed-epeft veil, His hand their flrcngth remove.
6 Yet fave them, Lord, from deaths
Left we forget their doom ; But drive them with thine angry breath* Thro' diftant lands to roam.
7 Then (hall our gratefol voice
Proclaim our guardian God ; The nations round the earth rejoice. And found the praife abroad.
PSALM 6o, l. u.
GOD, who ball our troops difperfr, Forfaken thole who left thse firit -3 Aa we thy juft idiipleafure mourn, To us in me. cy, Lord, re urn.
Oar flrcngth, that firm as earth did ftand. Is rent by thy avenging hand : O ! heal the breaches thou haft made; We make, we fill, without thy aid !
P 3 A L U LX. 93
5 Our fully', fad efFecls we feel ; For, drunk with difcord's cup, we reel : Eut now for them, w ho thee rever'd, Thou hail thy truth's bright banner rear'd,
j. Let thy right hand thy feints protect ; Lord, hear the pray'rs that we direct ; The holy Gcd has ipeke ; and I, O'er joy 5d en his firm uord rely.
; To thee in portions HI divide Fair Sicherns fcii, Samaiia's pride : To Sichem, Suctoth next I'll join, And meafure out her vale by line.
?viar,aMeh, Gilead. bosh Tub bribe To my commands, with Ephraim's tribe j Ep'. aim by arms fupports my cauie, And judah by religion's laws.
Ivloab rnv fiave and drudge (hall be, Nor Edom from my yoke get free ; Proad Faieftiwe's imperious ilate, Shall humbly on our triumph wait.
But who (hall quell thefe mighty pow'rs, And clear my way to Edom's tow'rs ? Or through her guarded frontiers tread The path that doth to conque't lead ?
E'en thou, O God, v. ho haft difpers'd Our troops (For we for look thee firft ;) Thole whem thou d'\dCi in wrath forfake*
PART II, c. m.
Lord thou haft fcourg'd our guilty land,
Behold thy people mourn ; Shall veng'anceever guMe \hy hard*
And merey ne'er return I
94 P 5 A L M LX1.
1 1 Beneath the terrors of thine eye,
Earth's haughty towers decay ; Thy frowning mantle fpreads the ficy, Ar.d mortals melt away.
12 Oar Sion trembles at thy fhoke,
And dreads thy lifted hand ! Oh, heal the people thou haft broke, And lave the finking land.
13 Exalt the banner in the field,
For thofe that fear thy name ; From barb'rous hofis our nations fhicld, And put our foes to fhame.
14 Attend our airnies to the fight,
And be iheir guardian God ; In vain ihall num'rous pow'rs unite, Againft thy lifted rod.
15 O'jr troops, beneath thy guiding hand,
Shall pain a glad renown : 'Ti? God who make*) the feeble (land, And treads the mighty down.
P S A L M 61, s. m.
x IT 7HEN overwhelm'd with giief, V V My heart Within me dies, Helplefs and far from all relief, To heav'n I lift mine eyes.
2 Oh lead me to the rock
Thai's high above my head, And make the covert of thy wings My fheker and my {hade.
3 Within thy presence, Lord,
For ever I'll abide ; Thou art the tewV of my defence, The refuge where i hide.
PSALM LXir. 9S
4 Thou giveft rae the lot
Of mo'e rhat fear thy name ; If endieis life he their reward, I fnall poiicfs the fame,
PART JI, l. m.
5 My foul of thy protection fure ; Againft her foes mall reft fscure;
For thou, O God, haft heard my vows, And brought me joyful to thy houfe.
6 With all thy faints Til drive to ring The glories of my heav'nly king, Whom ihou in mercy did-! ordain, Should o'er thy chofen people reign.
7 This king mall live for ever bleft, And give his people peace ar.d reft ; His years fnall laii, and Gcd will own His righteous fceptre and his throne.
8 O let thy truth prepare the way, In mercy, Lord, extend his i\vay; Thus we'll devote our future days, To pay our vo\vs and fing thy praife.
P S A L M 62, l. m.
Y foul for help on God relies : From him alone my fafety flows ; My rock, my health, that flrength fupplies, To bear the fnock of all my foes.
2 How long will ye contrive my fall, Which will but haft en on your own ! You'll totter like a bending wall, Or fence of uncemented licne.
3 To make my envy'd honours lefs,
The/ Have w'v.h lies, their chief delight ;
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For they, though with their mouths they blefs, In private curfe with inlaid ipite.
4 But thou, my foul, on Gcd rely ; On him alone thy truft repofe :
My rock and health will flrength fupply, To bear the fnock of all my foes.
5 God does his faving health difpenfe, And Sowing blel'rings daily lend ; He is my fortrefs and defence;
On him my foul mail dill depend.
6 In him, ye people alway truft ; Before his throne pour out your hearts; For God, the merciful and juft,
Kis timely aid to us imparts.
PART II.
7 My fpiril looks to Gcd alone ; My rock and refuge is his throne ; In ail my fears, in all my It raits, My foul on his falvaiion waits.
8 Truft him, ye faints, in all your ways, Pour out your hearts before his face ; When helpers fail, and foes invade, God is our all-fuincient aid.
9 Fajfe are the m^n of high degree, The bafer fort are vanity ; Laid in the balance both appear Light as a puff of empty air.
10 Make not increasing geld yrur truft, Nor fet your hearts on glitt'ring duf^ ? Why will you grafp the Beetiw* fmoke, And not believe what God has fpeke I
11 Once has his avful votes dec'ar'd, Ones and again my ears have heard,
P S A L M LXIII.
te All pow'r is his eternal due ?'
He malt be fear'd and trailed ceo.
12 For fov'ieign pow'r reigns not alone, Grace is a partner of the th/one : Thy gracs andjuilice, mighty Lord, Shall well divide our la.it reward.
P S A L M 63, l. m.
1 /^ RE AT God, indulge my humble clain VJT Thou art my hOj,e, my jov my reft The glories that com^oie thy name Stand all engag d to make me bleih
2 Thou great and good, thou juit and wife, Thou art my Father and my God ;
And I am thine, by faced ties ;
Thy ion, thy fervant bought with blood.
3 With heart, and eyes, and lined hands For thee I long, to thee I look,
As travellers in thirty lands Pant for the cooling water brook.
4 With early feet I love t' appear Among thy faints, and feek thy face; Oft' have I feen'tfcy glory there, And felt the pow'r of fov'reign grace.
5 Not fruits, nor wines that tempt our tafle* No pleafures that to fenfe belong, Could make me fo divinely bleit,
Or raife fo high my cheerful fong.
6 My lifeitfelf without iky love No tafte or pleafure could afford : 'Twould but a ti re fo me burden prove. If I were.baniih'd from the Lord,
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93 PSALM LXIII.
7 Amidil the wakeful hours of night, When bufy cares afflict my head,
One thought of thee gives new delight, And adds refreihment to my bed.
8 I'll lift my hands, I'll raife my voice, While I have breath to pray or praife ; This work (hall make my heart rejoice, And blefs the remnant of my days.
PART II, c. m.
9 Early, my God, without delay,
I hafte to feck thy face ; My thirfty fpiri: faints away Without thy cheering grace.
io Pve feen thy glory and thy pow'r Thro' all thy temple (hine; My God, repeat that heav'nly hour, That vifion fo divine.
1 1 Not life itfelf, with all its joys,
Can my beft paflions move, Or raife fo high my cheerful voice, As thy forgiving love.
12 Thus till my lad expiring day
I'll blefs my God and king ; Thus will I lift my hands to pray, And tune my lips to ling.
PART III, s. m.
13 My God, permit my tongue
This joy, to call thee mine ; And let my eaily cries prevail To taile thy love divine.
14 Wir.hin thy churches, Lord,
I long ro f nd my place,
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Thy pow'rand glory to behold, And feel thy quick'ning grace.
15 Since thou hail been my help,
To thee my fpirit flies, And en thy watchful providence., My cheerful hope relies.
16 The fhadow of thy wings,
My foul in fafety keeps ; I follow where my father leads, And he fupports my Heps.
PSALM 64, l. u.
1 /^ REAT God, attend to my complaint, VJT Nor let my drooping fpirit faint ; When foes in fecret fpread the fnare, Let my faivation be thy care.
2. Shield me without and guard within, From treach'rou3 foes and deadly fin ; May envy, lure, and pride depart, And heav'nly grace expand my heart.
3 Thy juftice and thy pow'r difplay, And fcatter far thy foes aw'ay ; While lift'ning nations learn thy word, And faints triumphant, blefs the Lord.
4 Then (hall thy church exalt her voice. And all that love thy name, rejoice ; By faith approach thine awful throne, And plead the merits of thy Son.
PSALM 65, c. m.
RAISE waits inSion, Lord, for thee, Theie mail our vows be paid ; Thou haft an ear when finners pray, All flefh mall feek thine aid.
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I3 S A L M LXV.
2 Lord, cur iniquities prevail,
But pard'ning grace is thine, And thou wilt grant uspow'r and (kill To conquer ev'ry fin.
3 Bleftare-tke men whom thou wilt chufe
To bring them near thy face, Give them a dwelling in thine houfe, To feail upon thy grace.
4 In anfw'ring what thy church requefts,
Thy truth and terror (nine, And works of dreadful riglv.eoufnefs, Fulfil thy kind delign.
5 Thus (hall the wcnd'nng nations fee
The Lord is good and juit ; And di:tant iilands fly to thee, And make thy name their trull.
6 They dread thy glitt'ring tokens, Lord
Whei
:gns in neavn appeal
But they fhall iearn thy holy word, And love as well a> fear.
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7 The God of our falvation hears The groans of Slop mix'd with tears ; yet'when he c:me: tfitii kind defrgns, Thio'all the way h;s terror ihines.
8 On him iherace of man depends, Far as the earth's remote!) ends, V>'he-e the Creator's praise i> known* By nature's feeble light alone.
o Sailors thattravel c/er the flood, Add, els their frighted fouls to God, When ternpefts rage an! billows roir A: d eadful I jm :hs fh^re"
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o He bids the noify tempers ceafe, He calms the raging crowd to peace, When a tumuli'ous nation raves., Wild as the winds, and load as waves.
Whole kingdoms (haken by the ftorm, He fettles in a peaceful form ; Mountains e(tablifh'd by his hand Firm on their old foundations Hand.
2 Behold his enrigns ("weep the iky, New comets blaze and lightnings Ry ; The heathen lands with fwift furprife, From the bright horrors turn their eyes.
frj At his command the morning ray Smiles in the earl, and leads the day ; He guides the fun's declining wheels Beyond the tops of weltern hills.
4 Seafonsand times obey his voices The ev'ningand the morn rejoice
To fee the earth made foft^wiiti ihow'rs Laden with fruit and drefl inflow'rs.
5 'Tis from his wat'ry ftores on high, He gives the thirfry ground fupply; He walks upon the clouds, and thence Doth his enriching drops difpenie. .
16 The defert grows a fruitful field,. Abundant fruit the vallies yield ; The vallies moat with cheerful voice, And neighb'ring hills repeat their joys*
7 The paitures fmilein green array, There lambs and larger cattle play; The larger cattle and the lamb, Each in his language fpeaks thy name.
3 Tl\y work spromunce thy pow'r diviii-i
O^re^f)' ii .1 ci/ glories hixi j
ic2 PSALM LxW.
Thro* ev'ry ir.onth thy gifts appear : Great God, thy gc/cdnefs crowns the year!
PSALM 66, c. m.
x £MNG, all the nations to the Lord, ^ Sing with a joyful nci.e : With melody of found record His honours and your joys.
2 Say to the pow'r that form'd the iky,
fJ How terrible ant thou ! " Sinners before thy presence fly, " Or at thy fcst they bow.55
3 Come fee the wonders of our God,
H v gi ■ i -us are his ways ! In Moles' hand he put the rod, And clave the frighted feas.
4 He made the ebbing channel dry,
While Ifra'l pafs'd the Rood ; There did the church begin their joy, And triumph in their God.
5 He rules by his refiftlefs might :
Will rebel-mortals dare Provoke th' Eternal to the fight, And tempt that dreadful war ?
6 Oh blefs our God, and never ceafe;
Ye faints, fulnl his praife ; He keeps our life, maintains our peace, And guides our doubtful ways.
7 Lord, thou haft prov'd our fufPring foulf,
To make our graces mine; So filver bears the burning coals, The metal to reiine.
§ Thro' wat'ry deeps and fiery way*, We march at thy opiaaa^,
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Led to poiTefs the promis'd place, By thine unerring hand,
PART II.
9 Now mail my folemn vows be paid To that Almighty pow'r, That heard the long requelfo I made In my diltreisful hoar.
io My lips and cheerful heart prepare To make his mercies known : Come ye that fear my God, and hear The wonders he has done.
11 When on my head huge forrows fell,
I fought the heav'nly aid ; He fav'd my finking foal from hell, And death's eternal made.
12 If fin lay cover'd in my heart,
While pray'r employ 'd my tongue; The Lord had fhewn me no regard, Nor I his praifes fung.
13 But God (his name be ever bleft)
Has fee my fpirit free ; Nor tarn'd from him my poor requeft, Nor turn'd his heart from me.
PSALM 67, s. m.
1 'nr^O blefs thy chofen race,
JL In mercy, Lord, incline; And caufe the brightness of thv face On all thy faints to mine :
2 That fo thy wond'rous way
May through the world be known ; Wbilft diftant lands their tribute pay, And thy falvation o\sn.
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3 Let diiPring nations join,
To celebrate thy fame; Let all the worhl, O Lord, combine To praife thy glorious name.
4 O ! let them (houtand fing,
With joy and pious mirth ; For thou, the righteous judge and King, Shalt govern all the earth.
5 Let difPiing nations join,
To celebrate thy fame, Let all the world, O Lord, combine, To praife thy glorious name.
fc Then ffiall the teeming ground A large ir.crealediiclcie; And we with plenty (nail becrown'd, Which God, our God, bellows.
7 Then God upon our .'and
Shall onitant blc;l:ngs ffraw'r ; And all cne world in awe (hall itand Of his lelJiUeis pow'r.
P 3 A L M 63, l. m.
i T ET God, the God rf battle, rife, Ji_^/ And icat'.er his prefumptucus foes ; Le. ihamef .1 route ihelrhoft furpjL'e, Who ipitefully his pow'r op^o;e.
2 As fmoke in temper's ;a.gc is lou, O. v.ax ino .he furnace ca:t ;
So ie theft facriiegious hoil Before ha wrathful presence waflc.
3 But let the iervants cf his will, Hi-, favour's gen:le beams enjoy, Their upright hearts le. gladnefs fill. Aod checrfol tongs their tongue; employ.
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4 To him your vo:ce in anthems raise ; JEHOVAH's awful name he bears : In him rejoice, extol his praife Who rides upon high-rolling fpheres.
5 Him, from his empire of the feies, To this low world, companion diaws, The orphan's claim to patronize, And judge the injur'd widow's caufe.
6 'Tis God who from a fo reign foil Rellores poor exiles to their home : Makes captives free ; and fruitlefs toil Their proud oppreilbrs' righteous doom.
7 'Twas foof old, when thou didft lead In perfon, Lord, our armies forrh : Strange terrors through the defert fpread, Convulfions inock th' ailoniiVd earth.
S The breaking clouds did rain diftil. And heav'ns high arches fhook with fear, How then mould Sinai's humble hill Oflfr'el's God theprefence bear?
9 Th)? hand, at famim'd earth's complaint, Reliev'd her from celeftiai fleres ; And when thy heritage was faint, Afluag'd the drought with plenteous fhow'rs,
io Where favage^ had rang'd before, At eafe thou mad'ii: our tribes relide; And, in the defert, for the poor, Thy gen'icus bounty did provide.
PART II, c. ir.
1 1 When Gcd his gracious word fent forth To make his chofen glad, Numbers from eaft, icuth, weft, and north The joyful tidings fpread.
io6 PSALM LXVIfl.
12 Great kings of armies fled apace,
And met a fatal foil ; While thofe that flaid at home, with eafe And pleafure fhai ;d the ipoil.
13 Though ye among the pots have lain,
Like doves mail ye appear, With iilver wings and gold divine, From drofs and mixture clear.
14 When Gcd the potent kings expell'd
From Canaan at his will, The whitenefs of his robes excell'd The fnow of Salmon's bill.
15 The hill of God, his chofen feat,
On Zion's mount is found : Not Bafhan's hill can boaft fuch ftatc, Nor all the hills around.
16 Yelofty hills, why leap ye fo ?
This is the hill of God: Here he hath chofe to dwell, and !o ! Here is his fix'd abode.
PART III. t. m.
17 His chariots numberlefs ; his pow'rs Are heav'nly boils, that wait his will: His prefence now fills Sion's tow'rs, As cnce it honour'd Sinai's bill.
28 Afcending high, in triumph thou Captivity hall captive led ; And on thy people did it bellow The fpoil of armies, once their dread.
19 Ev'n rebels (hall partake thy grace, And humble profelytes repair, To worihip at thy dwelling place, And all the world pay homage there.
PSALM LXVIII.
107
PART IV.
0 We blefs the Lo d, the juft, the good, Who fills our hearts with heav'nly food; Who pours hi. bieiangs from the flcie*, And leads oar days wiJi rich iupplies.
1 He fend: his fun his circuit round,
To c':oer thefrui:s, tou-a»-m the ground; He bids the clouds with plenteous lain Refreih. the thirily earth again.
2 'Tis to his care we owe our breath, And all our near ecape? from death ; Safety and heaLh to God belong;
He heals the weak, and guards the ftrong.
3 He makes the fain: andilnner prove The common ble-ung-s of his love ; But the wide dilFience that remain?, Is endiefs joy, or endiefs pains.
4. The Lord thatbruis'd the ierpent's head, On all the ferpent's feed fhall tread, The frubborn iinner's hope confound, And fmite them with a lading wound.
25 But his right hand his faints fha'II raiie, From the deep earth or deeper fea?, And bring th^m to his courts above; There mail they taile his fpecial love,
PART V. For benefit?, each day beftow'd, Be daily his great name ador'd ; Who is our Saviour and our God, Of life and death the fov'reign Lord.
7 Who, mounted on the lofueft fphere Of ancient heav'n, fublimely rides ; From whence his dreadful voice we hear. Like that of warring winds and tides. 2
ioS PSALM LXIX.
28 Afcribe ye pow'r to God mod high, Of humble Ifr'el he takes care ; Whofe ftrength, from out the dufky fey, Darts mining terrors through the air.
2 9 How dreadful are the facred courts, Where God has fix'd his earthly throne ! His ftrength his feeble faints fupports, To God give praife, and him alone.
PSALM 69, l. m.
1 Q AVE me, O God, from waves that roll,. ^JJ And prefs to overwhelm my foul ; With painful fteps in mire I tread,
And deluges o'erflow my head.
2 With reliefs cries my fpirits faint,
My voce is hoarfe with long complaint, My fight decays with tedious pain, Whilft for my God I wait in vain.
3 My hairs, though num'rous are but few, Compar'd with foes that me purfae
Wiih groundlefs hate, grown now of might, To execute their lawlefs fpite.
4 For zeal to thy lov'd houfe 2 nd name Confumes me, like devouring flame ; , Concerned at their affronts to thee, , More than at (landers caft on me.
5 But, Lord, to thee I will repair
For help, with humble timely pray'r; Relieve me, from thy mercy's Aore: Difplay thy truth's preferving pow'r.
6 Controu! the deluge, ere it fpread, And roll its waves above my head; Nor deep deftruftion's yawning pit, To clofc her jaw3 on me permit.
PSALM LXIX. 109
7 Reproach and ^rief hive broke my heart -„ I look -i fjr Tome to ake my part,
To pity or relieve my pain ;
Bat look'd, alas ! forbjth in vain.
8 Wi.h hunger pin'd, for food I call ; Instead of f jod they give me gall : And -\ hen witfa I hirflmy fpii»itsfmk, They give me vinegar to drink.
9 Their table therefore to their health, Shall prove a fnare, a trap their wealth 3 Perpetual darknels feize their eyes, And hidden blaits their hopes furprife.
10 But me, how e'er diilrefs'd and poor, Thy luong filiation ihajl leftore ;
Thy po.w'r with longs I'll then proclaim,, And celebrate with thanks thy name.
11 Oar God (hall thismo-e highly prize, Than herds or flecks in iacrirke : Which humble laints with jov mall fee, And hope for like red-r'efs with me.
1 2 For God regards the poor's complaint ; Sets prisoners free frorii cloie reilraint : Let hea<,!n, ea; :h, fea, the,r voices raifea And all ihe world resound his praiie.
13 For God will Sion's walls ere& ; Fair Judi^'s cities he'll pro:eit; Till all her Icauer'd .ons repair To undii'tarb d poifeinons there.
14. This ble.iing they (hall at their death To their religious heirs bequeath ; And they to endieTs ages more, Of fuch as his blefl name adore, H
X!d P S A L M LXX.
P A R-T II, c. m.
15 Father, I fing thy wcr.d'rous grace,
j bief» my Saviour's name, Leb.,u:'hr talvati n foi the poor, And bpjre the linner*' ihame.
16 Ills de?p di/lrefs has rtisrd us high,
j .is duty anjd his zeal Fulnl'd :he !a a jkhich mortals broke, Ar.d fihiih d ul! ih> will.
17 Kis d> ing groan-., his living fongs
Shall better piea-e rn» God, Than harp or tiwm et'-s i lemn foutid. Than goat's cj bullock's blood.
18 Th., (bail his humble follow'rs fee,
Aril tet the'r hearts at reft ; They by his death draw near to thee, And live for ev er bleih
19 Le* heav'n and all that dwell on higk
To God their voices raife, While lando and Teas afiift the Iky, And join t5 advance his praife.
20 Sion is thine, malt holy God,
Try Son fh.aH blefs her gates ; And glory purchas'd by his blood For thine own l\va.'l waits.
PSALM
70,
C. M.
1 T N h:il:e. O Grd a: rend my call, J[ Nor heaj my cie^ in \aln ; Oh let rhv i,:eed p;e.ent my fall,
A nd fi j 1 1 m y hope 1 u nam.
2 When i es in^.dious wound my naaCj
Ana tempi my ioui aftiay,
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Then let them fall v. i:h Ja3:ng fharne, To their own plots a piey.
3 While ail that Jove- thy name rejoice,
And glory in thy word, In thy falvation raifc their voice, And magnify the Lo;d.
4 O thou my help in time of need,
Behold my lore diimay ; In pity halten to my aid, Nor let thy grace delay.
PSALM 71, c. m.
1 T\/FY God, my everlafting hope, JLVi I Hve upon thy tru.h ;
Tiiin.e hand* IiAve held my childhood up, And itren^ hen'd ail my youth.
2 My fiefh «as fafhion:dby thy pow'r,
With ail ihefe limbs of m ;ne : And fiorn my mother's gainful nour I've been entirely thine.
3 Still has my life new renders feen
Re pea ed ev'ry year ; Beh id my days that yet remain, 1 trail them to tfly care.
4 Cat me not oirwhen llrength declines,
When hoary hairs a;i e ; Ani rou id me let thy glory fnine, Whene'er thy fervaiic dies.
5 Then in the hill'ry of my age,
W i;en men 1 e v i c a- ro v d ~j, \ s , They'll read rh? love \n ev'ry page, In ev'ry line thy praiie.
ii2 PSALM LXXI.
PART II, c. m.
6 My Savior, my almighty friend,
When 1 begin hy prai:e, Where will ;iie growing numbers end, The number* of ihy grace I
7 Thou artmy eelaMing truft,
Thy goodneis i ad >;e ; And fince 1 knew :hy graces firit I fpeak thy gloneb mo e.
8 My feet (hall travel all the length
Of theceleitial read, And march wi h courage in thy ftrength To fee my Father God.
g When I am hiVd with forediftrels For ibme furpsilng fin, I'll plead thy peifed righteoufhefs, And mention n~ne bjt thine.
10 How will my lips rejoice to tell
The vieVries of m> king ! My foul, redeem'd f; m iin and hell, Shall thy falvatiun nag.
1 1 My tongue fnail al! the day proclaim
My Saviour and m , God, Hisdca h ha b ought my fees to mame, And iav'd me by his blood.
12 Awake, awake my tuneful pow'rs;
With this delightful long I'll entertain rheda;ke;t h:ur?, Nor think the lea: on long.
PART III.
13 Gcd of my childhood, and my youth,
The guide of all my days,
PSALM LXXII. us
Ibave dech'.'d thy heav'nlv truth, And toid ihy wondVous ways.
14. Wiit thou forfake my ivary hairs, And iea*e mv fainting heart ? Who u'l '.aitain mv unking years It Godj rru ilrengdi, depart ?
15 Le, me .hv pow'rand truth proclaim
.before che riling age, And iei^e a favour of ;hy name When i mall quit the ftage.
16 The land of .ilence and cf death
Aciemb my next remove ; Ch may ihc'.e poof remains of breath Tea:h s.he wide world thy love !
17 Thy ri^h eoufnefs is deep and high,
Ln.ea ciidbie :hy deed? ; Th* glory ipiead:- beyond the &y, And aii my praise exceeds.
18 Of have I heard thy threafnings roar,
A a d ofs endrir nd .he g rief ; But w hen hy hand hall preil me fore, Thy grace was my relief.
la By lone experience ha. e I known Thy ior'teivn co-v'r to lave ; At thy command i venture down Securely to the grave.
20 When I lie buried deso in dufl:; My fie.ii in all be thy care ; The^e wicher'd limbs with thee I trail To raife them ilrong and fair.
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1 1 ' CRD let thy jufi decrees the king I y In all his ways direct ; H 2
H4 PSALM LXXII.
And let his Ton, throughout his reign. Thy righteous laws refpecl.
z Sofh?ll he ftil! thy people judge With rure and upright mind, Whilft all the helplefs poor fhall him Their juft protector rind.
3 Then hills and mountains {hall bring forth
The happy fruits of peace ; Wh'ch all the land fhall own to be The works of righteoulnefs.
4 Willi >t he the poor and needy race
Shall rule with gentle fway, And from their humble necks fhall take
OppreJfive yokes away.
5 In ev'ry heart thy awful fazr
Shall then be rooted fa ft, As long as fun and mooa endure, Or time itfelf fhall Iail.
6 He fhall defcend like rain, that cheers
The meadow's fecond birth ; Or like warm fhow'rs, whofe gentle drops Ref.elh the thirfty earth.
7 In his blefs'd days the juft and geed
Shall be with favour crown'd ; The happy land (hail ev'ry where With endiefs peace abound.
S His uncontroal'd dominion fbalJ From Tea to fea extend ; Begin at proud Euphrates' ibeams, At nature's limits end.
£ To him the favage nations round Shall bow their fervile heads : Hi? vanquim'd foes mall lick the da£ Where he his conquers fpread*.
PSALM LXXir.
and the iftes, 6hal! ccitly pre.'encs bring,- From ipicy bheba gifts ihall come, And wealthy Saba's king.
ij To him mail ev'ry king on earth Krs humble homage pay ; And dirPring nations gladly join To own his righteous fway.
12 For ie inall fet ihe needy free, When they for foqcour cry ; Shall fave the helplels, and the poor, Andali their wants fupply,
FART If.
r_j His providence for needy fouls Shall dje .'applies prepare ; And over their d efen eel fefs lives &hall wach with tender care.
f4 He iliall p&fcrve and keep :heir fouls . From fraud and rapine f ee ; And in his fight thei*- guihieis blood Of mighty price (hall be.
15 Therefore snail God hh life and reign
To many years expend ; Whii;t eafte.n princes tribute pay, And golden prefents fend.
16 For him mail conuant pray'rs be made
Through all nis profp'rou,4 da;-s ; His mil dumlni n ihall afford A kiting theme of paiie.
ij Of u'eful grain, through all the land, Great plenty fnali appear ; A handful fo'j-n on m unMm-tops A mi«bcy crop flVaJI bear.
n6 PSALM LXXIII.
1 3 Its fruit V.k? cedars (ho k by winds, A ratt'ling not e mall yield : The ciiy too thall thrive, and vie, For plenty, with the field.
19 The mem'ry of his g'crioas name
Through ersdlefs years mail run ; His fpo'-iefr. fame ihall (Line as bright And lafting as the fun.
20 In him the nations of the world
Shall be completely blefs'd,
And his unbounded happireis
By ev'ry tongue confeh'd.
21 Then blefs'd be God, the mighty Lord,
The God whom Ifr'el fears ; Who only wond'rous in his works Beyond compare appears.
22 Let ear;h be with his gloiy fill'd ;
For ever blefs his nam 2 ; Whilit to his pra'fe the lift'ning world Their glad allent proclaim.
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s AT length Dv certain uroofs, 'tis plain J~"\_ That God will to his faints be kind! That all whofe hearts are puie and clean Shall his protecting favour find.
2 Till t> \i fu<rainin£ truth I knew, ??v ftagg'ring feet had a'molr fail'd : I ^r-.ev'd the linners' wealth to view, Ar»d envy'd when the fools prevail'd.
3 They to the grave in peace defond, And, whilH they live, are hale and {Iron* No plague or troubles them offend, Which oft to other msn belong.
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4 With piide, as witn a cha^n they're held, And rapine Teems their robe of ftate ; Their eves viand oat, with fkmefs fwell'd; The v gro a- beyond their v, ifhes great.
5 Wirh heart1? corrupt, and lofty talk, OoprelHye methods they defend;
Their tongue through all the earth will walk, Their blafphenr.es to heav'n afcend.
6 And vet admiring crowds are found, Who Fervile vifits duly make ; Becaufe w;th plentv they abound,
Of which their flau'ring Haves partake.
7 Their fond Opinions thefe pursue, Till they with them profanely cry,
** How fhoulJ the Lord our anions view ? " Can he perceive who dwells (o high?"
S Behold the wicked ! thefe are they Who openly their fins profefs ; And yet their wealth'*, increas'd each day, And all their actions meet fuccefs.
5 " Then have F dcans'd my heart (faid ]) " And wafh'd my hands from guilt in vain ; " If a" the day opprefs'd J lie, " And ev'ry morning fuffer pain."
10 Thus did I once to fpeak intend : But if fuch things I raihly fay, Thy children, Lord, I,mojfl cfFend, Andbafely (hoald their caufe betray,
PART II.
11 To fathora this my thoughts T bent ; Bu*- found the c?fe toe hard for me, Tiil to the houfeof God I went ; Then I their end did plainly fee.
iT8 PSALM LXXIII.
12 How high foe'cr advanced, they all On fli^p'ry places loo ely {land; Thence mo ruin headlong fall, Cait down by thy avenging hand.
13 How dreadful and how quick their fate I Defpis'd by thee, when they're de^roy'd ; As shaking men wi.h feorti do treat
The fancies that their dreams employ'd.
14 Thus was my heart with grief oppreft, My reins were rack'd with refilefs pains 5 So ftupid was 1, like a beaft,
Who no reSeiling thought retains.
15 Yet (lill thy prefence me fupply'd, And thy right hand afiiitance gave : Thou firft iha!t with thy counlel guide. And then to glory me receive.
56 Whom then in heav'n but thee alone Have I, whole favour I require ? Throughout the fpacioas earth there's none Tha: i bsfides thee can defire.
17 My trembling fieih, and aching heart, May ofien fail to fucc.our me ; But God (hall inward itrength import, And my denial portion be.
iS For :h*y, that fa.- from thee remove, Shall incofudden ruin fall; If after other god- they rove, Thy veng'ance (hall deftroy them all.
19 But a^ f>r me, 'tis good and jnft That I mould Sill to God repair ; In him J always put my trull-, And will his wond'rous works declare.
PSALM LXXIV. 119
PART III, s. m.
20 Save there's a righteous God,
Nor is religion vain ; Though men of vice may boafl aloud, And men of grace complain.
21 I Taw the wicked rife,
And felt my heart repine, While haughty fools with fcomful eyes, In robes of honour thine.
22 The tumult of my thought
Held me in hard i jfrenfe, Till to thy houfe my feet were brought, To learn thyjuitice thence.
23 Thy word with light and pow'r,
Did my miftake amend ; I view'dthe tinners' -life before, But here I learnt their end.
24 On whataflipp'ry fteep
The thoughtlefs wretches go;
And Oh that dreadful fiery deep,
That waits their fall below I
25 Lord, at thy feet I bow,
My .hougrns no more repine: I call my God my portion now, And all my pow'rs are thine.
P S A L M 74, c. m.
1 TT/iLL Gj-d for ever cafl us off! W His wrath forever fmoke, Againfi the people of his love, His lUtie. ehofen fbek r
% Think of the tribes fo dearly bought With their Redeemer's blood;
J 20 PSALM LXXlV.
Nor let thy Sion be forgot, Where once thy glorv Mood.
3 Lift up ihy feet, and ma.ch in hafie,
Aloud ojr rain cad? ; See what a vv;de and fearf d waiie Is made a i hin hy ■ ^ all-.
4 Where • nee h. chutchea prav"d and fang.
Thy- f e profanely rage ;
Amid In < a e- hen er;: ^n< hang, And ,ne e ;ueir holhen a0e.
5 Ho v are the ears, of worfhip broke?
They tear the batidis^sdo wi, And he 'hat deal- the h?avi.-:t iroke, Procure:, ihe chief . enovs n.
6 With flames they th'.earen to de'boy
Thy ch':ld:en in then -eft ; Come let us bum at once, the) cry, The temple and the pried.
7 And dill to heighten our diilrefs,
Thy ptefer.ee is withdrawn ; Thy wonted iigns of pou 'r and grace; Thy pow'r and grace are gone.
8 No prophet fpeaks to calm our grief,
But all in filence mourn ; Nor kno-^ the times of our relief, The hour of thy return.
9 How long, eternal Gcd, how long,
Shall men of pride biafpheme? Shall faints be made their endieis fen*, And bare immortal (hame ?
io Canft thou for ever fit and hear Thine holy name profan'd ? And (fill thy jpaloufy foibear, And ftill withhold thiae hand?
PSALM LXXV. 121
ii What ft range deltv'rarice hail thou fucwn In a^es lon^ befoie 1 And now no oiherGcd we own, No other Gcd adore.
12 Thou didlt divide the raging Tea
By ihy refiiliefs might, To m<ike thy tribes a wcnd'rous way, And ihen fecure their ftk;h£.
13 Is not the w 01 id of nature thine,
The daikneis and the day r Didil thou nor bid the morning fhine, And ma;k the fun his way ?
14 Hath not thy pow'r form'd evyry coaft,
And fet the earth its bounds, With iuramer's heat, and winter's fro£p In their perpetual rounds ?
15 And mall the Tons of earth and daft
That lacred pow'r blaipheme ? Will not thy hand that fo>- m'd themfirft Avenge rhine injur'd name ?
16 Think on the cov'nant thou haft made,
And ail ihy words of io- e ; Nor let the birds of prey invade And vex thy trembling dove.
17 Our fees will triumph in our blood,
And make our hope their jeft; Plead thine own capfe, almighty God, And give thy children reft.
P S A L M 75, l. m.
O thee, moil high and holy God, To thee cur thankful hearts we raife.1 Thv works deciare thy name abroad, Thy wond'rous works demand our praife.
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122 P S A L M LXXVI.
2 To flav'ry donm'd.ihy chofen Tons Beheld their foes triumphant rife ; And lore oppreft by earthly thrones, They ioaght the fov'reign of the ikies.
3 'Twas then, great G;>d, with equal pow'r, Arofe thy veng'ance and thy grace,
To icourge cheiriiegions from the more, And lave the remnant of thy race.
4 Thy hand that forra'd the reliefs main, And rear'd the mountain's awful head, Bade raging feas their ccurfe reftrain,
- Anddeiert wilds receive their dead.
5 Such bonders never come by chance, Nor can rhe winds fuch blefiings blow ; 'Tis God the judge doth one advance, 'Tis God that lays another low,
6 Let haughty tyrants fink their pride. Nor life fo high their icornful head ; But lay their impious thoughts afsde, And own the empire God hath made.
PSALM 76, p. m.
1 TN judah the Almighty's known ;
JL Almighty there, by wonders fho\vn ;
His name in Jacob does exccll : His ian-ltuary in Salem £ands : The rnaje.ly that hear'n command-:,
In bion condefcends to dwell.
2 He brake the bow and arrows there,
The ffiield, the temper'd fword, aad ipear;
There fiain, the mighty army lay : H Whence Sion's fame thro' earth is fpread, * Of'grcater glory, greater dread,
Than hills where robbers lodge their prey.
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3 Their valiant chiefs, who came for fpcil, Themfeives met there a fhameful foil ;
Securely down to fleep they lay ; Bat wak'd no more ; their ftouieS band Ne'er lifted one refilling hand
'Gainflhis that did their legions flay.
4 When Jacob's God began to frown, Soih horfe and charioteers o'enhrov. n,
Together ilept in endlefs night : When thou, whom earth and heav'n revere, Doil once with wrathful look appear;
What mortal pow'r can itand thy fight ?
5 Pronounc'd from heav'n, earth heard its doom, Grew hufn'd with fear, when thou did.il come,
The meek wiih juflice to refiore : The wrath of man ihail yield thee praife ; Its Jail attempts but (er\,Q to raife
The triumphs of *lrrJghiy pow'r.
6 Vow to the Lord ; ye nations, bring Vow'd presents to th? ete: nal King :
Thus to his name d^e rey'rence pay j Who proudeft poientates can quell, To earthly kings more terrible,
Than ;o their trembling fubjecb they.
P S A L M 77, c. m.
1 /~|~^0 God I cry'd with mournful voice, JL I fought his gracious ear, In the fad hour, when trouble rofe, And fill'd my heart with fear.
1 Sad were my days, and dark ray nights, My foulrefus'd relief; I thought on God, the juft and wife. But thoughts increas'd my grief.
124- PSALM LXXVIL
3 Still I complain'd and Rill oppreit,
My heart began to break ; My Gcd, thy wrath fo;b;ide my reft, And kept my eye.* awake.
4 My overwhelming forrows grew,
'Till 1 could ipeak no more ; Then I within myielf withdrew, And calTd thy judgments o'er.
5 I call'd back years and ancient times
When 1 beheld thy face; My fpirit fearch'd for fecret crimes That might withhold thy grace.
6 I call'd thy mercies to my mind,
Which I enjoy 'd before ; And will the Lord no more be kind ; His face appear no more ?
7 Will he for ever call me ofF?
His promife ever fail ? Has he forgot his tender love ? Shall anger Pull prevail ?
8 But I forbid this hopelefs thought, This daik. defpairing frame, Rememb'ring what thy hand hath wrought ; Thy hand is Hill the fame.
9 I'll think again of all tby ways, And talk thy wonders o'er, Thy wonders of recovering grace, When flefh could hope no more.
lo Grace dwelt with juiiice on the throne;. And men that love thy woid, Have in thy fan&uary known The counfds of the Lo:d.
P S A L M LXX7H. i2
PART If.
Tr u Mow awf^I is thy chaining rod!'* (May thy own children fay). " The great, the wise, the dreadful God I te How holy is his way I"
12 I'll medita:e his works cf old.
Who reigns in heav'n above ; I'll hear his ancient wonders told, And lea- n to trull feis love.
13 He few the houie of jofeph lie
V/i:h Egypt's yoke oppfet ; Long he delay 'd to hear their cry, Nor gave hii peagk reft.
.24 The -ions of p ions Jacob feem'd Abandon d ,0 their foes j Bat his aireighty a.m redeem'd Tkenacior. waom aecao.'e.
15 From flaviih chains he fet them free,
They Follow where he calls ; He bide them venture through the fea, And made the waves their walls.
16 The waters faw ihee. mighty God,
The waters few :hse c :me ; Backward they fled, and f lghted {\ocit To gi>e thiae armies room.
j 7 Strange was thy jomney thro' the fea, Thy fjajotilegs, Lo;d, unknown; Terrors attend :he wond'icus way That brings thy mercies down.
lS Thy voice wi-.h terror.in the foand Thro' clouds aad darkaefa broks ;' All heav'n jfe lightning flume around, And earth with thunder ihozk,
X25 PSALM LXXVIII.
19 Thine arrows thro' the ficies were hurl'd,
How glorious is the Lord I Surprife and tremb'Hng feiz'd the world, And all his faints ador'd.
20 He gave them water from the rock ;
And fafe by Moles' hand. Thro' a dry defert led his flock To Canaan's prornis'd land.
PSALM 78, p. m.
1 TTEAR, O my people, to my law XI Your mod devout attention lend ; Let the inftrutf ions of my mouth, Deep in your faithful hearts defcend : My tongue fhall parables unfold,
And b ing to light dark things of old.
2 Which our fore fathers' pious care, From ancient times has handed down; Nor will we hide them from our fons, But to our offspring make them known : That they the prai.'es may be taught
Of God, who hath fuch wonders wrought.
3 For Jacob he this law ordain'd, This folemn league for Ifr'el made. With charge :o be from age to age, From race to race with care convey 'd : To be transmitted to their heirs, Which they again might give to their's.
4 That they might God's commands obey, And in his ftrengch their fafety place; And not like their fore -fathers, prove
A ttubborn and rebellious race : Who itill the paths of error trod ; Nor put thjir iteadfait hope in God.
"P U L M LXXVIfl. izj
5 Such were revolting Ephraw's Tons, Who from the field ignobly lied ; Tho' fkilful archers arm'd with bows, And to a conftant warfare bred : Tho' God to them his works difplay'd, Yet they his orders diiobey'd,
6 The wonders which rheir fathers fa^, They in their minds did not retain ; Prodigious things in iigypt done, And miracles in Zoan's plain : For them he did the iea divide, Ar.dpil'd in heaps the preffing tide.
7 A wond'rous pillar led them on, Compoi'd of (hade and radiant light; A ihelc'ring cloud it orov'd by clay, And was a leading nre by night : Thus went they thro' a defer: land, Conduced by his powerful hand.
8 When drought opprefs'd them, where no The parched w.ildsrnefs fupply'd, [ilreara* He clef:; ihe rock, whole flinty bread: Dhlolv'd into a cooling tide ;
Which down in plenteous rivers fell, And prov'd aconflant miracle.
Yet there they fin'd againft him more, Provoking frill the Lord moft high In that iame defeat, where he did Their fainting fouls with ilrength flipply t His pow'r fupreme, they did di^ruft, And long'd for meat to feed taeir lull.
Then utterM their blafphemoas doubts, " Can God, fay they, for us prepare " A table in the wildernefs, f And fet it oa: with various fare ?
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i2g psalm lxxvih.
" 'Tis true, he did the rock divide, *• But can he corn and flem provide:"
1 1 The Lord with indignation heard, And from the heav'ns avenging Hamc On Jacob fell ; confuting wrath On molt ungraceful Tfr'el came :
For they would not in God confide, Who had fo oft their wants iupply'd.
12 Tho' God had from the fruitful clouds, Around their camp bis manna fpread, And had with angel's facred food, Ungrateful man in plenty fed ; Which from his own celeftial Itores, Was rained down in frequent fhow'rs.
13 From heav'n he made an eaii wind blow, And like wife did the fouth command To rain down flefli, like duft, and fowls Like the fea (hore's unnumber'd lands ; Around their tents an eafy prey,
The flutt'ring, feather 'd booty lay.
34 Thus gave he them their heart's defire. And they luxurious eat the fame ; £u; whilJr the meat was in their mouths, God's heavy wrath upon them came : •He flew the wealthier of them all, And Ifrael's chiefs were made to fall.
PAR T II.
15 Vet dill they Gn'd, nor would afford His wond'reus miracles belief ; Therefore thro' fruitlefs travels, he Coftfum'd their lives in wafting grief ; When fffHie wereflaitj, with early cry, They jurn'iand fouvht the Lord moil high
PSALM LXXVIII. ia9
to But this was feign'd fubrriiflion all,
Their treacherous hearts their tongues be'y'd,
They ftiii rernaia'd psrverfe, nor would
Firm in his covenant abide ;
And yet his anger did not life,
T\or would with death their fins c haft He.
17 For he remember'd they were- flefh, And could not Ion? on earth remain ; A Kiurrn'ring wirtcT that's quickly pair, And nevermore returns again : His mercy knew they weiebut frail, And tvouid not let his wrath prevail.
iS How ofedid they provoke him there 1 Hoar eft did they his patience grieve! In that lame defert, v. here he did Their fainting fouls with food relieve, They turned back, and faithlefs prov'd,. And Ifrael's Gcd to anger mov'd.
19 Nor did they call to mind the day, When God, with his almighty hand* Delivered ihem from all their foes, And ihow'd his iigns in Egypt's land ; When he their tribes from bondage brought* And wondVous things in Zoan wrought.
20 Their rivers, that they might not drink, Were tum'd to blood at his command. ; Devouiing flies in thickeft fwarms ; And frogs were fent to plague the land ;. Locuits and worms o'eripread their foil, And reap'd the harveft of their toil.
** Their vines with battVing hail were broke, With pinching froft the fig-tree dies ; Lightning and hail made flocks and herds, To fall one gen'rai facrirlec :.
i3o PSALM LXXVJII,
Kis wrath, their trouble :o increafe, By evil angels broke their peace.
22 He clear'da pafTage for his wrath, Nor would his anger fierce contrcul ; But gave their life to j.-efliler.ce,
Nor ipar'd from death the fainting foul : Upon their heirs dellruclion came, The fifft born in the tents of Ham.
23 But his own tribe, like folded fheep, i3e brought in fafety from diftrefs, And like a flock, conducted them Ihro' a long barren wilderneis;
1 heir foes v. ere in the ocean drown'd, But they no caufe of terror found.
t\ Nor ceas'd his care, 'till them he brought' In fafety to the promis'd land ; And to his holy mount, the prize Obtain'd by his victorious hand : For them he did his arm extend, And from the foe their hofts defend.
25 To them, the outcaft heathen's land, He did iu ecpal lots divide ;
And in their foes abandon'd tents, Made Ifrael's tribe fecure abide : For them hequell'd the nations round, And piac'd them on the promis'd ground.
PART III.
26 But Hill they tempted, Hill provok'd The anger of the Lord mod high ; Nor would, tq pra&ife his commands Their moft rebellious hearts apply: But turn'd like a deceitful bow, And in their father's fleps would go*
i} For God to fury they provok'd, With idol altars fet on high,
PSALM LXXVIIi. t
And with their graven images, Inflam'd to wrath his jealoufy : On Ifrael then his hatred fell, And Shiloh where helov'd to dwell.
28 To vile captivity, his ark,
His ftrength and glory to difdain, Hie people to the 1 word he gave, Nor would his awful wrath reft fain : Amongit their youth his anger fpread, Nor were their maids to marriage led.
29 In fight the facri/icer fell,
The prieit himfelf a vi&im bled ; Nor were there any widows left, Who mould with tears lament the dead : Then like a giant itrong with wine, The Lord awak'd in wrath divine.
30 He fmotehis foes, that from the field Their vanquiih'd, fcatter'd remnants came, With wounds, imprinted on their backs, The marks of everlauing {frame :
The tents of joieph he forfook, Nor Lphraimfor his dwelling took.
.31 But judah's favour'd tribe he chofe, And made his own peculiar care ; On Sion's mount his temple built, Andfix'd its ftrong foundations there : From (beep-folds he did David bring, And over Judah made him king.
3Z From tending on the teeming ewes, He brought his fervant forth to feed His people, and inheritance, The tribes of Ifr'el's chofen feed : And he a faithful fnepherd ftill, Fed and conducted them with Hull. I z
1 32 PSALM LXXIX. PSALM 79, r. x
1 HpHS heathen hofts,yO Ged !
JL Have thy poffeflion feiz'd ; Tny facred hoafe defil'd, Thy holy city raz'd.
2 The bodies of thy faints
Abroad unb'uried Jay, Their fleih expos'd to beafts, Or rav'nous birds a prey.
3 Their blooi, like water, was
Around Jerus'lem ihed;
And none were left to pay,
The duties to the dead :
4 The foe our fn.all remains,
Wicn loud reproaches wound ; And >veare made the fport Of all the nations round.
5 Hew long wilt tliou be wroth ?
Lord, muit we ever mourn ? And ill a i i thy jealous rage, Like fire far ever burn ?
6 On lands that know not thee,
Thy heavy vengeance ihow'r ; Thole kingdoms let it crufh, That have not own'd thy pow'r.
7 Their hungry jaws have prey'd
On Jacob's chofen race, And to a defert tum'd,
Their fruitful dwelling place,
8 O think not on our fins,
But fpeediiy prevent The ruin of thy faints, Alrooft with forrow fpent.
P S A L M LXXX. iji
g Thy help, O God impart,
And free our 10 ah from blams, So lhall thy wond'rous love Exalt thy glorious name.
19 Let infidels that fay.
*f Where is the God they boat! ?** In veng'ance, For ihy iaints, Perceive thee to their coft.
11 Lord, hear the pris'ners moans I
Thy faving pow'r extend ; Preferve them doom'd to die, From their untimely end !
12 Thofe who blafpheme thy name,
Do thou, O God,deftroy ; Againft rhe nations round,- Refiftlefs pow'r employ.
13 As they have us oppreft ;
So Shall they be repaid, With forrow fev'n times more Than what on us they laid.
14 Thus we, thy humble flock,
Shall ever praife thy name ; And our unwearied thanks, From age to age proclaim.
PSALM 80, l. m.
ISR'ELts ihepherd, Joieph's guide,
Ourpray'rs to thee vouchsafe to hear^' Thou that dolt on the cherubs ride, Again in folemn Mate appear.
2 Behold how Be Tijamin expecls, With Ephra-.mand Manaffeh join'd In our deliv'rance, theeffeSs @f thy refifiiefs ftrength to find.
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i54 PSALM LXXX.
3 Do thou convert us, Lord, do thoa The Inure of thy face difplay ; Arid all the ills we fuffer now, Like fcatter'd clouds, (hall pafs away,
4. O thou whom heav'nly hoM obey, How long fhall thy fierce aBger burn ? How long thy fufF'nng people pray, And to their pray'rs have no return ?
5 When hungry, we are forc'd to drenc'i Our fcanty food in floods cf woe : When dry, our raging third we quench With itreams of tears that Iargly flo w.
6 For us the heathen nations round, As for a common prey, context : Our foes with fpiteful joy abound, And at our loft condition jell.
7 Do thou convert us, Loid,dothou The luftre of thy kce difplay ; And all the ills we fuiFer now,
Like fcatter'd clouds, fhall pafs away.
PART II.
% Thou broaght'ft a vine from Egypt's land ; And, caftingout the heat- en race, Didft plant it with thy p« r. ?ight hand, And firmly kx'd it in their place.
9 Before it thou prepar'ft the way, And mad'8 it take a lafling root ; Which, bieft with thy indulgent ray, O'er ail the land did widely moot.
10 The hills were cover'd with its (hade, Its ^ovd'.y boughs did cedars feem ; Its branches to the fea were fpread. And reached to oroud Ev::r:ue/ ftresfn. '
P S A L M LXXX. 13.
j 1 Why then haft thou its hedge o'er thrown, Which thou had'il made fo firm and ilrong ? Whilft all its grapes, defence! eft grown, Are pluck'd by thofethat pafs along.
12 See how the bridling foreir boar, With dreadful fury lays it wafte : Hark how the favage monilers roar, And to their helplefs prey make hafte;
PART III.
*3 To thee, O God o^hoits, we pray, Thy wonted good fiefs, Lord, renew ; From heav'n thy throne this vine furvey, And her fad ftate with pity view.
14. Eehold the vineyard made by thee,
Which thy right hand did guard fo long ; And keep that branch from danger free, Which for thyfelf thou mad'ft fo ftrong.
15 To wafting flames 'tis made a prey, And all its fpreading boughs cut flown ; At thy rebuke they i'oon decay
And perilh. at thy dreadful frown.
16 Crown thou Meffiah with fuccefs,
By thy right hand fecur'd from wrong : The fon of man in mercy blefs, Whom for thyfelf thou mad'ft fo flrcng.
17 So mall we Rill continue free
Ftom whatfoe'er deferves thy blame ; And if once more reviv'd by thee, Will always praife thy holy name.
18 Do thou convert us, Lord do thou The luMre of thy face difplay ; Ani ail the ills we fuffer now,
Like fcaitcrd deads ihall pafs away.
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And To
2 Compofea lofty hymn of praife, And touch your in,trumen:s of joy ; Let pfalteries and pleafant harps, With warbling lutes, your fkill employ.
3 Let trumpets at the great ne* moon, Their animating voices ;ai,e,
Tt, celebrate the joyful time,
Th' appointed foiemn day of praife.
4 For this a ftatute was of old, Which Jacob's God himfelf decreed, To be v\iih pious ca.e obierv'd, Fo.- times to come, by lfraei'o leed.
5 This he, forme a morial £x'd Injoieph, freed from Egypt's land ; Strange nation:.' batb'rous iceech we heard, A fpeech we could not understand.
6 " Your burden'd moulders I reKev'd," Thus feem'd ujt gracious Gcd to lay ; " And by mv pow'r your fervile band?, " Were freed from Wring in the clay."
7 Your anceiiors, with wron >s opprefs'd, Per timely hclpdid call on rr.e;
With pity I their fufPrings fevr, And from their troubles let them f/ee.
8 They fou -ht f )r me, an:3 from thecLud: In avvrji thunder i e <lv'd ;
At Merebub^s contentious :lream, Their faith a.id d.i.v boh w e:e r.rv'd.
PSALM LXXXI. i57
PART ir, l. m.
9 Whilfl I my folemn will declare. Do thou my cnoien people hear ; If thou, O Ifrael ! to my words Wilt careful lend a liil'ning ear.
10 Then mail no God befides myfclf, Within thy limits e'er be found, Nor lhait thou worihip any God Adored by the nations round.
I i TliC Lord thy God, am I alone,
Who brought thee out of Egypt's land l 'Tis I that all thy jail deiires Do Hill fupoiy with lib'ral hand.
1 2 Bat they, my chofen race, refus'd To hearken to my gracious voice; Nor would rebellious lirael's fifes Make me, with confidence, their choice.
13 So I provok'd, refign'd them up, To ev'ry wicked luit a prey ; And in their owa perverfe defjgns Permitted 'hem to go allray.
14 O that my people wifely would,
My juft and mild commandments heed ; That ifraej in my righteous ways Would ftill, with pious care, proceed.
15 Then mould my heavy judgments fall, On all who would their pow?r oppofe; And my avenging hand be rais'd
To cut off ali their daring foes.
16 Their enemies, and mine, fhosldaH, Before my footflool lowly bend ;
But as for them, their happy (late Should {land fecure, nor know an end.
ij8 P S A L M LXXXII, LXXXtll.
%y All parts with plenty mould abound, With fairefl wheat the fruitful field, The barren cliftj of craggy rocks, For them ihould richelr. honey yeild;
P S A U M 82,
M.
1 A MONG th' affemblies of the great J[\ A greater Ruler take* his ieat ; Tn,- God of heav'n a^ judge furveys Thoie gods on earth and all iheir ways.
2 Why will ye f;ame oppreifive laws ? Or why iupport th' unrighteous caufe ! When will ye once defend the poor, That foes may vex the iaints no more ?
3 They know not, Lord, nor will they know Dark are the ways in which they go ; Their name of earthlv gods is vain,
For they fhall fall and die like men.
4 A life, OLoid, and let thy Son Poiieis his univerfal throne,
And rule the nations with his rod ; He is our jud^e, and he our God.
PSALM 83,
L. M.
OLD not thy peace, O Lord, our God ! Do thou no longer filent be ; ISor with consenting quiet looks, Our dreadful ruin calmly fee.
For, lo ! the tumults of thy foes O'er all the land begin to ipread ; And thofe who hate thy faints and thee, Lift u.p with joy tiieir threading head.
P S A L M LXXXIII. 159
3 Againft thy zealous people Lord ! They ali, with treachery, combine; And to deflroy thy chofen race,
\n fecrec lay their cloie defign.
4 " Come let us cut them off, they fay, ** Let us their nation quite deface ;
" That no remembrance, may henceforth " Remain of lirael's hated race.',
5 Againft thee, and thy people's peace, Thus they coniuk with one conjent, And diff'rent nations jointly leagu'd, Their common fpite and malice vent.
6 The Ifhmaelites that dwell in tents, With warlike Edorn's forces join'd, And Moab's fons, our ruin leek With Hagar's num'rous race combin'd,
7 Proud Am mon's offspring, Gabel toe, Writh daring Amalek confpire ;
The lords of Paleitine, and all The haughty ions of wealthy Tyre,
8 All thofe for their fecure ally,
The tfrong Affyrian king have got ; WliOj with a pow'rful army , mean* To aid th' inceiiuous race of Lot.
PART II.
5 But let fuch vengeance come to them, As once to wicked Midian came j To jabin and proud Sifera, At bloody Kifhon's fatal iiream :
10 When thy right hand their num'rous hoft, Near Endcr, did with fear confound, And left their mangled carcafles, Manure, to feed the hungry ground.
H® P S A L M LXXXIV.
ii Let all their mighty men the fate Of haplefs Zeb and Oreb fhare : As Zebaand Salmana, fo Let all their boafting princes fate ;
12 Who with the fame defign infpir'd, Thus with a vain aiTurance f^akc, " In firm pon"e£ion; for eurfelve*,
" Let us by force God's houfes take."
13 To ruin let them hailcn on,
Like wheels which downward fwiftly move ; Or iike the chafF, before the wind, Let all their fcatter'd forces prove ;
14 As flames confurae the wood, or heath That on the parched mountain grows ; So let ihy iie.ee. devouring wrath, With terror ilrike thy haughty foes.
15 Lord, fhroud their faces with difjrrace, And mike them own thy gloriou? name. Or eife confound thofe harden'd hearts, Which, gentler means will not reclaim.
16 So flial) the world, with one confent, Confefs that thou, who(e name alone* jr:oja* is, o'er all the earth,
Hal! rais'd thy juft and lofty throne.
PSALM 84, l. m.
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