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2 Why throb, my heart? why sink, my | 4 Ride on in state, and still protect The meek, the just, and true;
Why droop to earth, with various Whilst thy right hand, with swift rewoes oppress'd?
[roll, My years shall yet in blissful circles And peace be yet an inmate of this
3 LORD, thy sure mercies, ever in my sight,
My heart shall gladden through the tedious day; [of night, And 'midst the dark and gloomy shades
Does all thy foes pursue.
5 How sharp thy weapons are to thens
The piercing arrow flies.
6 But thy firm throne, O God, is fix'd For ever to endure;
To thee, my God, I'll tune the grate-Thy sceptre's sway shall always last,
Be these my guides to lead the way, Till on Thy holy hill I rest,
And in thy sacred temple pray.
2 Then will I there fresh altars raise
Shall all my grateful hours employ.
So much oppress'd with anxious
On GoD, thy God, for aid rely, Who will thy ruin'd state repair. (C. M.)
From the xlv. Psalm of David. THILE I the King's loud praise rehearse,
Indited by my heart,
My tongue is like the pen of him
How matchless is thy form, O king,
By righteous laws secure!
7 Because thy heart, by justice led,
And hated still the crooked paths,
8 Therefore did GoD, thy God, on thee
And has, above thy fellows round,
PSALM 40. (II. 2.)
Gis purent help when dangers
In him undaunted we'll confide; Though earth were from her centre tost,
And mountains in the ocean lost,
Torn piece-meal by the roaring tide. 2 A gentler stream with gladness still The city of our LORD shall fill,
The royal seat of GoD most high: God dwells in Sion, whose fair tow'rs Shall mock th' assaults of earthly pow'rs,
While his Almighty aid is nigh. 3 Submit to God's almighty sway, For him the heathen shall obey,
And earth her sov'reign LORD con-
The GoD of hosts conducts our arms,.
As to our fathers in distress.
PSALM 41. (L. M.)
No force the mighty pow'r withstands.
3 Gird on thy sword, most mighty 2 He shall assaulting foes repel,
And clad in rich array,
With glorious ornaments of pow'r,
Majestic pomp display,
3 God is gone up, our LORD and King, 13 Assemble all my saints to me, With shouts of joy, and trumpet's (Thus runs the great divine decree, sound;
From the xlviii. Psalm of David.
In Sion, on whose happy mount
2 In Sion we have seen perform'd
In pledge that GoD, for times to come, His city will uphold.
3 Let Sion's mount with joy resound, Her daughters all be taught In songs his judgments to extol,
Who this deliv'rance wrought.
4 Compass her walls in solemn pomp, Your eyes quite round her cast; Count all her tow'rs, and see if there You find one stone displac'd.
5 Her forts and palaces survey, Observe their order well; That to the ages yet to come.
His wonders you may tell.
6 This GOD is ours, and will be ours, Whilst we in him confide;
Who, as he has preserv'd us now,
That in my lasting cov'nant live, And off'rings bring with constant
I ATTEND, my people; Israel, hear;
Thy GoD, thine only God am I
2 The sacrifices I require
Are hearts which love and zeal inspire, And vows with strictest care made good:
In time of trouble call on me,
And thou shalt praise thy gracious
3 Consider this, ye thoughtless men My vengeance shall not fall in vain,
And none will dare your cause to
7 Make me to hear with joy
8 Blot out my crying sins,
Nor me in anger view:
9 Withdraw not thou thy help,
10 The joy thy favour gives
And thy free Spirit's firm support
11 So I thy righteous ways
To sinners will impart:
Whole flocks and herds should die; But on such off rings thou disdain'st To cast a gracious eye.
13 A broken spirit is
By GoD most highly priz'd;
By him a broken, contrite heart,
14 Let Sion favour find,
Of thy good will assur'd;
15 The just shall then attend,
And listen when I pray;
Nor from thy humble suppliant turn Thy glorious face away.
5"I'd wing my everlasting flight,
6 Thus will I call on GOD, who still
At morn, at noon, at night I'll pray,
PSALM 46. (C. M.)
LORD! though at times surpris'd by
On danger's first alarm, Yet still for succour I depend On thy almighty arm.
2 GOD's faithful promise, I shall praise, On which I now rely;
In GOD I trust, and trusting him,
3 I'll trust Gop's word, and so despise
4 Thou hast retrieved my soul from
From the lvii. Psalm of David. GOD, my heart is fix'd, 'tis bent, Its thankful tribute to present; And with my heart, my voice I'll raise, To thee, my GoD, in songs of praise. 2 Awake, my glory; harp and lute, No longer let your strings be mute: And I, my tuneful part to take, Will with the early dawn awake.
3 Thy praises, LORD, I will resound To all the list'ning nations round:
2 My heart is pain'd: the shades of Thy mercy highest heav'n transcends,
Thy truth beyond the clouds extends.
PSALM 48. (L. M.)
Y scul, for help on God rely;
On him alone thy trust repose; My rock and health and strength
To bear the shock of all my foes.
2 God does his saving health dispense, And flowing blessings daily send; He is my fortress and defence,
On him my soul shall still depend.
3 In him, ye people, always trust; Before his throne pour out your hearts;
For GoD, the merciful and just,
His timely aid to us imparts..
4 The LORD has oft his will express'd,
5 Though mercy is his darling grace,
PSALM 49. (II. 2.)
From the lxiii. Psalm of David.
For thee my thirsty soul does pant;
Where I refreshing waters want.
2 O! to my longing eyes, once more,
1 LORD! from thy unexhausted store,
In which a blest increase distils.
4 They drop on barren deserts, chang'd By them to pastures fresh and green: The hills about, in order rang'd,
In beauteous robes of joy are seen. 5 Large flocks with fleecy wool adorn The cheerful downs; the valleys bring
My lips shall always speak thy A plenteous crop of full-ear'd corn,
3 My life, while I that life enjoy,
In blessing GOD I will employ,
With lifted hands adore his name:
As with its choicest food supplied,
And seem, for joy, to shout and sing.
From the lxvi. Psalm of David.
PART 1. (C. M.)
While I with joy his praise proclaim. I ET all the lands with shouts of
4 When down I lie, sweet sleep to find,
And when I wake in dead of night,
From the lxv. Psalm of David.
PART I. (L. M.)
OR thee, O GOD, our constant praise
In Sion waits, thy chosen seat;
Our promis'd altars there we'll raise,
And at thy gracious throne appear.
To GOD their voices raise;
2 And let them say, How dreadful,
In all thy works, art thou!
3 Through all the earth, the nations
Shall thee, their GoD, confess;
4 O come! behold the works of God,
Has wondrous judgment shown.
50 all ye nations, bless our GOD,
PART II. (C. M.)
1 My off'rings to God's house I'll bring,
And there my vows will Which I with solemn zeal did make In trouble's dismal day.
2 O come, all ye that fear the LORD, Attend with heedful care, Whilst I what God for me has done
With grateful joy declare.
3 As I before his aid implor'd, So now I praise his Name; But, if my heart to sin incline,
My pray'r will GoD disclaim.
4 But God to me, whene'er I cried,
5 Then bless'd for ever be my GoD,
PSALM 52. (S. M.)
From the lxvii. Psalm of David.
10 bless thy chosen race,
In mercy, LORD, incline;
And cause the brightness of thy face On all thy saints to shine:
2 That so thy wondrous way
May through the world be known; While distant lands their tribute pay, And thy salvation own.
3 Let diffring nations join
To celebrate thy fame;
Let all the world, O LORD, combine
4 O let them shout and sing,
With joy and pious mirth;
Shalt govern all the earth.
5 Let diff'ring nations join To celebrate thy fame;
Let all the world, O LORD. Combine To praise thy glorious Name.
6 Then GOD upon our land
Shall constant blessings show'r;
From the lxviii. Psalm of David. THE servants of JEHOVAH'S Will THE His favour's gentle beams enjoy: Their upright hearts let gladness fill, And cheerful songs their tongues employ.
2 To him your voice in anthems raise, JEHOVAH's awful Name be bears; In him rejoice, extol his praise.
Who rides upon high-rolling spheres. 3 His chariots numberless, his pow`rs Are heavenly hosts, that wait his will;
His presence now fills Sion's tow'rs,
From the lxix. Psalm of David.
O GOD, from waves that
And press to o'erwhelm my soul;
2 O LORD, to thee I will repair,
3 From threat'ning dangers me relieve, And from the mire my feet retrieve; From all my foes in safety keep, and And snatch me from the raging deep. 4 LORD, hear the humble prayer I
And all the world in awe shall stand Of his resistless pow'r.
For thy transcending goodness' sake; Relieve thy supplicant once more From thy abounding mercy's store.
5 Reproach and grief have broke my heart,
I look'd for some to take my part,