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3 Because to me thy wondrous love
Than life itself does dearer prove,
My lips shall always speak thy praise.
4 My life, while I that life enjoy,
In blessing God I will employ;

With lifted hands adore his name:
5 My soul's content shall be as great
As theirs, who choicest dainties eat,
While I with joy his praise proclaim.
6 When down I lie, sweet sleep to find,
Thou, Lord, art present to my mind;

And when I wake in dead of night: 7 Because thou still dost succour bring, Beneath the shadow of thy wing

I rest with safety and delight. 8 My soul, when foes would me devour, Cleaves fast to thee, whose matchless pow'r

In her support is daily shown:

9 But those the righteous Lord shall slay, That my destruction wish; and they

That seek my life shall lose their own. 10 They by untimely ends shall die, Their flesh a prey to foxes lie;

But God shall fill the king with joy: 11 Who thee confess shall still rejoice, Whilst the false tongue, and lying voice,

Thou, Lord, shalt silence and destroy.
PSALM LXIV.

ORD, hear the voice of my com-
plaint,

To my request give ear;
Preserve my life from cruel foes,

And free my soul from fear.

2 0! hide me with thy tend'rest care,
In some secure retreat,
From sinners that against me rise,
And all their plots defeat.

3 See how, intent to work my harm,
They whet their tongues like swords;
And bend their bows to shoot their
darts,

Sharp lies, and bitter words.
4 Lurking in private, at the just
They take their secret aim;
And suddenly at him they shoot,
Quite void of fear and shame.
5 To carry on their ill designs
They mutually agree;
They speak of laying private snares,
And think that none shall see.
6 With utmost diligence and care
Their wicked plots they lay;
The deep designs of all their hearts
Are only to betray.

7 But God, to anger justly mov'd,
His dreadful bow shall bend,
And on his flying arrow's point

Shall swift destruction send.

8 Those slanders which their mouths

8 did vent,

Upon themselves shall fall;

Their crimes disclos'd, shall make them be

Despis'd and shunn'd by all.
9 The world shall then God's pow?
confess,

And nations trembling stand,
Convinc'd that 'tis the mighty work
Of his avenging hand.
10 Whilst righteous men, whom God

secures,

In him shall gladly trust;
And all the list'ning earth shall hear.
Loud triumphs of the just.
PSALM LXV.

F Sion Waits, thy chosen seat;

OR thee, O God, our constant praise,

Our promis'd altars there we'll raise,

And all our zealous vows complete 2 0 thou, who to my humble pray'r Didst always bend thy list'ning ear, To thee shall all mankind repair,

And at thy gracious throne appear. 3 Our sins, though numberless, in vain To stop thy flowing mercy try; Whilst thou o'erlook'st the guilty stain, And washest out the crimson dye Blest is the man, who, near thee plac'd,

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Within thy sacred dwelling lives! Whilst we at humble distance taste The vast delights thy temple gives. 5 By wondrous acts, O God, most just, Have we thy gracious answer found: In thee remotest nations trust,

And those whom stormy waves sur round.

6, 7 God, by his strength, sets fast the hills,

And does his matchless pow'r engage With which the sea's loud waves he stills,

And angry crowds' tumultuous rage.
PART II.

8 Thou, Lord, dost barb'rous lands dis

may, When they thy dreadful tokens view; With joy they see the night and day

Each other's track, by turns, pursue. 9 From out thy unexhausted store Thy rain relieves the thirsty ground; Makes lands, that barren were before, With corn and useful fruits abound. 10 On rising ridges down it pours,

And ev'ry furrow'd valley fills; Thou mak'st them soft with gentle show'rs,

In which a blest increase distils. 11 Thy goodness does the circling yer With fresh returns of plenty crown And where thy glorious paths appear The fruitful clouds drop fatness dow 12 They drop on barren forests, chang By them to pastures fresh and gree

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Who, if my heart had harbour'd sin,
Would all my pray'rs disclaim.
19 But God to me, whene'er I cry'd,
His gracious ear did bend,
And to the voice of my request
With constant love attend.
20 Then bless'd for ever be my God,
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PSALM LXVII.

O 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 diff'ring nations join

To celebrate thy fame;.
Let all the world, O Lord, combine
To praise thy glorious name.
4 O let them shout and sing
With joy and pious mirth;
For thou, the righteous Judge and
King,

Shalt govern all the earth,
5 Let diff'ring nations join
To celebrate thy fame;
Let all the word, O Lord, combine
To praise thy glorious name.
6 Then shall the teeming ground
A large increase disclose;
And we with plenty shall be crown'd,
Which God, our God, bestows.

7 Then God upon our land

Shall constant blessings show'r; And all the world in awe shall stand Of his resistless pow'r.

PSALM LXVIII.

ET God, the God of battle, rise,

And scatter his presumptuous foes; Let shameful rout their host surprise, Who spitefully his pow'r oppose. 2 As smoke in tempest's rage is lost, Or wax into the furnace cast; So let their sacrilegious host

Before his wrathful presence waste. 3 But let the servants of his will

His favour's gentle beams enjoy; Their upright hearts let gladness fill, And cheerful songs their tongues employ.

4 To him your voice in anthems raise; Jehovah's awful name he bears; In him rejoice, extol his praise,

Who rides upon high-rolling spheres. 5 Him, from his empire of the skies, To this low world compassion draws, The orphan's claim to patronise,

And judge the injur'd widow's

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10 Where savages had rang'd before,
At ease thou mad'st our tribes reside;
And, in the desert, for the poor
Thy gen'rous bounty did provide.
PART II.

11 Thou gav'st the word; we sally'd
forth,

And in that pow'rful word o'ercame; While virgin-troops,with songs of mirth, In state our conquest did proclaim. 12 Vast armies, by such gen'rals led, As yet had ne'er receiv'd a foil, Forsook their camp with sudden dread, And to our women left the spoil. 13 Though Egypt's drudges you have been,

Your army's wing shall shine as bright As doves, in golden sun-shine seen,

Ev'n rebels shall partake thy grace,

And humble proselytes repair To worship at thy dwelling-place, And all the world pay homage there. 19 For benefits each day bestow'd, Be daily his great name ador'd, 20 Who is our Saviour, and our God, Of life and death the sov'reign Lord. 21 But justice for his harden'd foes Proportion'd vengeance hath decreed, To wound the hoary head of those

Who in presumptuous crimes proceed 22 The Lord hath thus in thunder spoke: 'As I subdu'd proud Bashan's king, Once more I'll break my people's yoke,

'And from the deep my servants bring 23 Their feet shall with a crimson flood 'Of slaughter'd foes be cover'd o'er; Nor earth receive such impious blood, But leave for dogs the unhallow' gore.'

PART III.
24 When, marching to thy blest abode,
The wond'ring multitude survey'd
The pompous state of thee, our God,

In robes of majesty array'd;
25 Sweet singing Levites led the van;
Loud instruments brought up the rear;
Between both troops, a virgin-train
With voice and timbrel charm'd the

ear.

26 This was the burthen of their song:
'In full assemblies bless the Lord;
All who to Israel's tribes belong,
'Of Israel's God the praise record'
27 Nor little Benjamin alone.
From neighb'ring bounds did there
attend,

Nor only Judah's nearer throne
Her counsellors in state did send;
But Zebulon's remoter seat,
And Naphtali's more distant coast,

Or silver'd o'er with paler light. 14 'Twas so, when God's Almighty hand O'er scatter'd kings the conquest won; Our troops, drawn up on Jordan's strand, High Salmon's glitt'ring snow out-The grand procession to complete,

shone.

Sent up

their tribes, a princely host. 15 From thence to Jordan's. farther 28 Thus God to strength and union

coast,

And Bashan's hill we did advance:

brought

Our tribes, at strife till that blest hour; No more her height shall Bashan boast, This work, which thou, O God, hast But that she's God's inheritance. 16 But wherefore (though the honour's

great) Should this, O mountain, swell your pride?

For Sion is his chosen seat,

Where he for ever will reside.
17 His chariots numberless; his pow'rs
Are heav'nly hosts, that wait his will;
His presence now fills Sion's tow'rs,

As once it honour'd Sinai's hill.
18 Ascending high, in triumph thou
Captivity hast captive led;
And on thy people didst bestow
The spoil of armies once their dread.

wrought, Confirm with fresh recruits of pow'r 29 To visit Salem, Lord, descend, And Sion, thy terrestrial throne; Where kings with presents shall attend And thee with offer'd crowns atone. 30 Break down the spearmen's ranks who threat

Like pamper'd herds of savage migh Their silver armour'd chiefs defeat. Who in destructive war delight. 31 Egypt shall then to God stretch for Her hands, and Afric homage bring 32 The scatter'd kingdoms of the ear Their common sov'reign's praises si

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Who, mounted on the loftiest sphere [15 Control the deluge, ere it spread, And Of ancient heav'n, sublimely rides; And roll its waves above my head; Nor deep destruction's open pit To close her jaws on me permit. Forbike that of warring winds and tides. 16 Lord, hear the humble pray'r I make, Be di Ascribe the power to God most high: For thy transcending goodness' sake; Who bumble Israel he takes care; Relieve thy supplicant once more Ofenose strength from out the dusky sky, From thy abounding mercy's store. But ja arts shining terrors through the air. 17 Nor from thy servant hide thy face;

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PSALM LXIX.

AVE me, O God, from waves that roll,
And press to overwhelm my soul:
With painful steps in mire I tread,
1 deluges o'erflow my head.
With restless cries my spirits faint,
voice is boarse with long complaint;
sight decays with tedious pain,
ilst for my God I wait in vain.
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Make haste, for desp'rate is my case;

And shield me from remorseless foes.
19 Thou know'st what infamy and scorn
I from my enemies have borne;
Nor can their close dissembled spite,
Or darkest plots escape thy sight.
20 Reproach and grief have broke my
heart;

I look'd for some to take my part,
To pity or relieve my pain;
But look'd, alas! for both in vain.
21 With hunger pined, for food I call;
Instead of food, they gave me gall;
And when with thirst my spirits sink,
They give me vinegar to drink.

22 Their tables, therefore, to their health

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a libels of lewd drunkards free? But, Lord, to thee I will repair help, with humble, timely pray'r; Weve me from thy mercy's store; lay thy truth's preserving pow'r. rom threat'ning dangers me relieve, from the mire my feet retrieve; m spiteful foes in safety keep, snatch me from the raging deep.

23 Perpetual darkness seize their eyes,
And sudden blasts their hopes surprise.
24 On them thou shalt thy fury pour,
Till thy fierce wrath their race devour;
25 And make their house a dismal cell,
Where none will e'er vouchsafe to dwell.
26 For new afflictions they procur'd
For him who had thy stripes endur'd;
And made the wound, thy scourge had
torn,

To bleed afresh, with sharper scorn.
27 Sin shall to sin their steps betray,
Till they to truth have lost the way:
28 From life thou shalt exclude their
souls,

Nor with the just their names enrol.
29 But me, howe'er distress'd and poor,
Thy strong salvation shall restore;
30 Thy pow'r with songs I'll then pro-
claim,

And celebrate, with thanks, thy name.
31 Our God shall this more highly prize,
Than herds or flocks in sacrifice;

32 Which humble saints with joy shall
see,

And hope for like redress with me.
33 For God regards the poor's com-
plaint;

Sets pris'ners free from close restraint:
34 Let heav'n, earth, sea, their voices
raise,

And all the world resound his praise.
35 For God will Sion's walls erect;
Fair Judah's cities he'll protect;
Till all her scatter'd sons repair
To undisturb'd possession there.

36 This blessing they shall, at their
death,

To their religious heirs bequeath;
And they to endless ages more
Of such as his blest name adore.
PSALM LXX.

LORD, to my relief draw near;
pressing

For my deliv'rance, Lord, appear,
And add to that deliv'rance speed.
2 Confusion on their heads return,

Who to destroy my soul combine; Let them, defeated, blush and mourn, Ensnar'd in their own vile design. 3 Their doom let desolation be; With shame their malice be repaid, Who mock'd my confidence in thee, And sport of my afflictions made. 4 While those who humbly seek thy face,

To joyful triumphs shall be rais'd; And all who prize thy saving grace, With me shall sing, The Lord be prais'd.

5 Thus, wretched though I am

poor,

and

The mighty Lord of me takes care:
Thou, God, who only canst restore,
To my relief with speed repair.
PSALM LXXI.

IN thee I put my steadfast trust;
Defend me, Lord, from shame;
Incline thine ear, and save my soul;
For righteous is thy name.

3 Be thou my strong abiding-place,
To which I may resort;
'Tis thy decree that keeps me safe;
Thou art my rock and fort.
4,5 From cruel and ungodly men
Protect and set me free;
For, from my earliest youth till
My hope has been in thee.
6 Thy constant care did safely guard
My tender infant days;

now,

Thou took'st me from my mother's womb,

To sing thy constant praise.
7, 8 While some on me with wonder
gaze,

Thy hand supports me still;
Thy honour, therefore, and thy praise,
My mouth shall always fill.
9 Reject not then thy servant, Lord,
When I with age decay;
Forsake me not when, worn with years,
My vigour fades away.

10 My foes against my fame and me
With crafty malice speak;
Against my soul they lay their snares,
And mutual counsel take:
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Pursue and take him, whilst no hope Of timely aid is nigh.' 12 But thou, my God, withdraw not far, For speedy help I call: 13 To shame and ruin bring my foes, That seek to work my fall. 14 But as for me, my steadfast hope Shall on thy pow'r depend; And I in grateful songs of praise My time to come will spend. PART II.

15 Thy righteous acts, and saving
health,

My mouth shall still declare;
Unable yet to count them all,
Though summ'd with utmost care.
16 While God vouchsafes me his support
I'll in his strength go on;
All other righteousness disclaim
And mention his alone.

17 Thou, Lord, hast taught me from my
youth

To praise thy glorious name; And, ever since, tby wondrous works Have been my constant theme 18 Then now forsake me not, when! Am grey and feeble grown; Till I to these and future times, of 3 Thy strength and pow'r have shown. 19 How high thy justice soars, O God How great and wondrous are The mighty works which thou hast done! Who may with thee compare! 20 Me, whom thy hand has sorely press'd,

Thy grace shall yet relieve; And from the lowest depth of woe

With tender care retrieve. 21 Through thee my time to come shall be With pow'r and greatness crown'd; And me, who dismal years have pass'd Thy comforts shall surround 22 Then I with psaltery and harp, Thy truth, O Lord, will praise; To thee, the God of Jacob's race, My voice in anthems raise. 23 Then joy shall fill my mouth, an songstres dade Employ my cheerful voice; My grateful soul, by thee redeem'd, Shall in thy strength rejoice. 24 My tongue thy just and righteo

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