2 Why throb, my heart? why sink, 4 Ride on in state, and still protect roll, my sadd'ning soul? Why droop to earth, with various woes oppress'd? My years shall yet in blissful circles And peace be yet an inmate of this breast. 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 To thee, my God, I'll tune the grate ful lay. 4 Why faint, my soul? why doubt JE HOVAH's aid? Thy GOD the GOD of mercy still shall prove; Within his courts thy thanks shall yet be paid Unquestion'd be his faithfulness and love! 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. 3 Why then cast down, my soul? and why So much oppress'd' with anxious care? On GoD, thy God, for aid rely, PSALM 39. (C. M.) The meek, the just, and true; Whilst thy right haud, with swift re 5 venge, Does all thy foes pursue. How sharp thy weapons are to them 6 The piercing arrow flies." But thy firm throne, O God, is fix'd, Thy sceptre's sway shall always last, And has, above thy fellows round, PSALM 40. · (II. 2.) GOD is our in when dangere press, 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 stili 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 'fess: The GoD of hosts conducts our arms, WHILE I the King's loud praise Our tow'r of refuge in alarms, rehearse, ช Indited by my heart, My tongue is like the pen of him That writes with ready art. As to our fathers in distress. PSALM 41. (L. M.) From the xlvii. Psalm of David. ALL ye people, clap your hands, 2 Hów matchless is thy form, O king! And with triumphant voices sing Thy mouth with grace o'erflows; Because fresh blessings GoD on thee Eternally bestows. No force the mighty pow'r withstands 3 Gird on thy sword, most mighty 2 He shall assaulting foes repel, prince; And, clad in rich array, With glorious ornaments of pow'r, And with success our battles figh'; Shall fix the place where we must dwell, The pride of Jacob his delight 17 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; To him repeated praises sing, And let the cheerful song rebound. 4 Your utmost skill in praise be shown. For him who all the world commands, Who sits upon his righteous throne, And spreads his sway o'er heathen lands. PSALM 42. (C.M.) From the xlviii. Psalm of David. HE LORD, the only GoD, is great, And greatly to be prais'd In Sion, on whose happy mount His sacred throne is rais'd. 9 In Sion we have seen perform'd A work that was foretold, In pledge that God, for times to come, His city will uphold. 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 aer 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.` 3 This GOD is ours, and will be ours, Misconstru'd silence as before, But wasting flames before him send; Around shall tempests fiercely rage, Whilst he does heav'n and earth engage His just tribunal to attend. That in my lasting cov'nant live, And off'rings bring with constant care: The heav'ns his justice shall declare, For God himself shall sentence give PART 11. (II. 2.) 1 ATTEND, my people; Israel, hear; Thy strong accuser I'll appear; Thy GoD, thine only God am I: "Tis not of off'rings I complain, Which, daily in my temple slain, My sacred altar did supply. 2 The sacrifices I require 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 own: Who praises me due honour gives, AVE mercy, LORD, on me, 2 Wash off my foul offence, And cleanse me from my sin; For I confess my crime, and see How great my guilt has been. 3 Against thee, Lord, alone, Have I transgress'd; and, though con And only in thy sight, demn'd, 4 Must own thy judgment right. 6 With hyssop purge me, LORD, I shall with snow in whiteness vie, 1 7 Make me to hear with joy 8 Blot out my crying sins, 9 Withdraw not thou thy help, 11 So I thy righteous ways Whole flocks and herds should die; But on such offerings 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, Their terrors round me spread; While fearful tremblings seize mys breast, Horrors o'erwhelm my head. 3 And thus I breathe my heavy sigh 4" Swift I'd' escape, and flee afar, Hide from the world's distracting care, 16 "I'd wing my everlasting flight, 6 Thus will I call on God, who still pray, On danger's first alarm, 2 GOD's faithful promise I shall praise, On which I now rely; In GOD I trust, and, trusting him, 3' I'll trust God's word, and so despise 0 PSALM 47. 4 Thou hast retriev'd my soul from "And thou wilt still secure [death, The life thou hast so oft preserv'd, And make my footsteps sure: 5 That thus, protected by thy pow'r, I may this light enjoy; And in the service of my GoD My lengthen'd days employ. (L. M.) 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: Thy mercy highest heav'n transcends, Thy truth beyond the clouds extends. 4 Be thou, O GOD, exalted high; And as thy glory fills the sky So let it be on earth display's "Till thou art here, as there, obey'd. PSALM 48. (L. M.) From the lxii. Psalm of David. soul, for help on God rely, MY on him alone thy trust repose; My rock and health will strength supply, To bear the shock of all my foes. O God does his saving health dispense, 3 Our sins, though numberless, in vain And flowing blessings daily send: For God, the merciful and just, His timely aid to us imparts. 4 The LORD has oft his will express'd, Belongs of right to God alone, be, For thee my thirsty soul does pant: Where I refreshing waters want. 3 My life, while I that life enjoy, With lifted hands adore his name, As with the choicest food supplied," My soul shall be full satisfied, While I with joy his praise proclaim. To stop thy flowing mercy try; Whilst thou o'erlook'st the guilty stain, And washest out the crimson dye. 4 Blest is the man, who, near thee plac'd, Within thy sacred dwelling lives! 'Tis there abundantly we taste The vast delights thy temple gives. PART II. (L. M.) 1 LORD! from thy unexhausted store, 3 In which a blest increase distils. 4 They drop on barren deserts, chang'd In beauteous robes of joy are seen. A plenteous crop of full-ear'd corn, " From the lxvi. Psalm of David. joy, Sing psalms in honour of his name 4 When down Ilie, sweet sleep to find,ET all the lands, with shouts of From the lxv. Psalm of David. PART I. (L. M.) FOR thee, O GOD, our constant praise In Sion waits, thy chosen seat; Our promis'd altars there we'll raise,. And all our zealous vows complete. 2 Thou! who to every humble pray'r, Dost always bend thy list'ning ear, To thee shall all mankind repair, And at thy gracious throne appear. 2 And let them say, How dreadful In all thy works, art thou! 5 O 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 pay, 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, 4 But God to me, whene'er I cried, From the lxvii. Psalm of David. To 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. 8 Let diff'ring nations join To celebrate thy fame; Let all the world, O LORD, combine O let them shout and sing, Shalt govern all the earth. 5 Let diff'ring nations join To celebrate thy fame; From the lxviii. Psalm of Davoh THE servants of JEHOVAH'S WIL His favours gentle beama 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 he bears; In him rejoice, extol his praise, Who rides upon high-rolling spheres 3 His chariots numberless, his pow'rs Are heav'niy hosts, that wait his will; His presence now fills Sion's tow'rs, Thy gifts and graces freely shed. PSALM 54. From the lxix. Psalm of David. SAVE me, O GOD, from waves that and And snatch me from the raging deep. 4 LORD, hear the humble pray'r 1 make, Let all the world, O LORD, combine Then GOD upon our land And all the world in awe shall stand For thy transcending goodness' sake; Relieve thy supplicant once more From thy abounding mercy's store. 5 Beproach and grief have broke my heart, I look'd for some to take my part, |