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4 Then stand in awe of his commands, ( 2 Have mercy, Lord; for I grow faint Flee every thing that's ill,

Unable to endure
Commune in private with your hearts, The anguish of my aching bones,
And bend them to his will.

Which thou alone canst cure. 5 The place of other sacrifice

3 My tortur'd flesh distracts my mind, Let righteousness supply i

And fills my soul with grief; And let your hope, securely fix'd,

But, Lord, how long wilt thou delay On God alone rely.

To grant me thy relief? 6 While worldly minds impatient grow 4 Thy wonted goodness, Lord, repeat, More prosp'rous times to see ;

And ease my troubled soul, Still let the glories of thy face

Lord, for thy wondrous mercy's sake, Shine brightly, Lord, on me.

Vouchsafe to make me whole. 7 So shall my heart o'erflow with joy, 5 For after death no more can I More lasting and more true

Thy glorious acts proclaim, Than theirs, who stores of corn and wine | No pris'ners of the silent grave Successively renew

Can magnify thy name. 8 Then down in peace l'h lay my head, 6 Quite lir'd with pain, with groaning And take my needful rest;

No hope of ease I see ; (faini, No other guard, O Lord, I crave,

The night, that quiets common griefs, of thy defence possess'd.

Is spent in tears by me.

7 My beauty fades, my sight grows dim, TORD, hear the voice of my complaint, My eyes with weakness close; U Arcept my secret prayer;

Old age o'ertakes me, whilst I think 2 To thee alone, my King, my God,

On my insulting foes. Will 1 for help repair.

8 Depart, ye wicked: in my wrong 3 Thou in the morn my voice shalt hear, Ye shall no more rejoice ; And with the dawning day

For God, I find, accepts my tears, To thee devoutly I'll look up.

And listens to my voice To thee devoutly pray

9, 10 He hears, and grants my humble 4 For thou the wrongs that I sustain

prayer: Canst never, Lord, approve,

And they that wish my fall, Who from thy sacred dwelling place Shall blush and rage to see that God All evil dost remove

Protects me from them all. 5 Not long shall stubbor fools remain

PSALM VII. Unpunish'd in thy view;

LORD my God, since I have plac'd All such as act inrighteous thin

My trust alone in thee, Thy vengeance shall pursue.

From all my persecutors rage 6 The slandering tongue, O God of truth, I Do thou deliver me By thee shall be destroyed,

2 To save me from my threat'ning foe, Who hat'st alike the man in blood

Lord, interpose thy power; And in deceit employ'd.

Lest, like a savage lion, he 7 But when thy boundless grace shall me My helpless soul devour. To thy lov'd courts restore,

3, 4 If I am guilty, or did e'er On thee I'll fix my longing eyes,

Against his peace combine ; And humbly thee adore.

Nay, if I had not spar'd his life, 8 Conduct me by thy righteous laws, Who sought unjustly mine; For watchful is my foe;

5 Let then to persecuting foes Therefore, O Lord, make plain the way My soul become a preyi Wherein 1 ought to go.

Lei them to earth tread down my life, 9 Their mouth vents nothing but deceit; In dlust my honour lay. Their heart is set on wrong;

6 Arise, and let thine anger, Lord, Their throat is a devouring grave;

In my defence engage;
They flatter with their tongue.

Exalt thyself above my soes, 10 By their own counsels let them fall And their insulting rage : Oppress'd with loads of sin;

Awake, awake, in my behall,
For they against thy righteous laws

The judgment to dispense,
Have harden'd rebels been.

Which thou hast righteously ordain'd 11 But let all those who trust in thee, For injured innocence.

With shruts their joy proclaim; 7 So to thy throne, adoring crowds Let them rejoice whom thou preserv'st, Shall still for justice fly : And all that love thy name.

Oh! therefore, for their sake, resume 12 To righteous men, the righteous Lord Thy on high. His blessing will extend

8 Impartial Judge of all the world, And with his favour all his mints,

I trust my cause to thee;
As with a shield, defend.

According to my just deserts,

So let thy sentence be.
THY dreadful anger, Lord, restrain, 9 Let wicked arts and wicked men
1 And spare a wretch forlorn;

Together be o'erthrown;
Correct me not in thy fierce wrath, But guard the just, thou God, to whom
Too heavy to be borne.

1 The hearts of both are known.

10, 11 God me protects, not only me, My right asserting from thy throne, But all of upright heart;

Where truth and justice reign. And daily lays up wrath for those

5 The insolence of beathen pride Who from his laws depart.

Thou hast reduc'd to shame; 12 If they persist, he whets his sword, Their wicked offspring quite destroy'd, His bow stands ready bent ;

And blotted out their name. 13 Ev'n now, with swift destruction 6 Mistaken foes, your haughty threats

His pointed shafts are sent. [wing'd, Are to a period come: 14 The plots are fruitless which my loc Our city stands, which you design'd Unjustly did conceive;

To make our common tomb. 15 The pit he digg'd for me, has prov'd 7,8 The Lord for ever lives, who has His own untimely grave

His righteous throne prepard, 16 On his own head his spite returns, Impartial justice to dispense, Whilst I from harm am free:

To punish or reward. On him the violence is fallin,

9 God is a constant sure defence Which he design'd for me.

Against oppressing rage 17 Therefore will I the righteous ways As troubles rise, his needful aids Of Providence proclaim;

in our behalf engage. I'll sing the praise of God most high, 10 All those who have his goodness Aud celebrate his name

Will in his truth confide; [prov'd PSALM VIII.

Whose mercy ne'er forsook the man
THOU, to whom all creatures bow

That on his belp rely'd
Within this earthly frame,

11 Sing praises therefore to the Lord, Through al the world how great art thou!

From Sion, his abode ; How glorious is thy name !

Proclaim his deeds, till all the world In hea ven thy wondrous acts are sung,

Confess no other God. Nor fully reckon'd there;

PART II. 2 And yet thou mak'st the infant tongue 12 When he inquiry mahes for blood, Thy boundless praise declare

He'll call the poor to mind: Through thee the weak confound the

The injur'd humble man's complaint strong,

Relief from him shall find. And crusb their naughty toes;

13 Take pity on my troubles, Lord, And so thou quell'st the wicked throng, Which spiteful foes crente, That thee and thine oppose.

Thou that hast rescu'd me so ost 3 When heaven, thy beauteous work on

From death's devouring gate. Employs my wond'ring sight: [high, 14 In Sion then I'll sing thy praise The moon, that nightly rules the sky,

To all that love thy name ; With stars of feebler light;

And, with loud shouts of grateful joy, 4 What's man, say I, that, Lord, thou

Thy saving power proclaim. To keep him in thy mind? (lov'st

15 Deep in the pit they digg'd for me, Or what his offspring, that thou prov'st

The heathen pride is laid; To them so wondrous kind ?

Their guilty teet to their own snare 5 Him next in power thou didst create

Are heedlessly betray'd To thy celestial train;

16 Thus, by the just return he makes, 6 Ordain'd, with dignity and state,

The mighty Lord is known; O'er all thy works to reign

While wicked men by their own plots, 7 They jointly own his powerful sway i

Are shamefully o'erthrown. The beasts that prey or graze;

17 No single sinner shall escape, 8 The bird that winge its airy way;

By privacy obscur'di The fish that cuts the seas.

Nor nation, from his just revenge, 9 0 thou, to whom all creatures bow

By numbers be secur'd. Within this earthly frame,

18 His suff'ring saints, when most dis. Through all the world how great art He ne'er forgets to aid ; (tress'd, How glorious is thy name! (thou!

Their expectations shall be crown'd,

Though for a time delay'd
T) celebrate thy praise, O Lord,

19 Arise, O Lord, assert thy power, 1 I will my heart prepare ;

And let not man o'ercome To all the list ning world, thy works,

Descend to judgment and pronounce Thy wondrous works declare.

The guilty heathen's doom. 2 The thougbt of them shall to my soul

20 Strike terror through the nations Exalted pleasures bring i

Tull, by consenting fear, (round, Whilst to thy name. Othou Mont High,

They to each other, and themselves, Triumphant praise I sing

But mortal men appear. 3 Thou mad'st my haughty foes to turn

PSALM X. Their backs in shameful fight :

HY presence why withdraw'st thou, Struck with thy presence, down they fell,

Lord ? They perish'd at thy sight

Why hid'st thou now thy face, 4 Against insulting foes advanc'd, When dismal times of deep distress Topy didst my cause maintam;

Call for thy wonted grace ?

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2 The wicked, swell'd with lawless pride,

PSALM XI. Have made the poor their preyi

SINCE I have plac'd my trust in God, Olet them fall by those designs

N A refuge always nigh, Which they for others lay.

Why should I like a tim'rous bird, 3 For straight they triumph, if success

To distant mountains fly ? Their thriving crimes atiend:

2 Behold, the wicked bend their bow, And sordid wretches, whom God hates,

And ready fix their dart, Perversely they commend.

Lurking in ambush to destroy 4 To own a power above themselves,

The men of u pright heart. Their haughty pride disdains;

3 When once the nrm assurance fails, And therefore in their stubborn mind Which public faith imparts, No thought of God remains.

"Tis time for innocence to fly 5 Oppressive methods they pursue,

From such deceitful arts. And all their foes they slight;

4 The Lord bath both a temple here, Because thy judgments unobserv'd,

And righteous throne above; Are far above their sight.

Where he surveys the sons of men, 6 They fondly think their prosp'rous And how their councils move Shall unmolested be;

| 5 If God the righteous, whom he loves, They think their vain designs shall thrive,

For trial does correct, From all misfortunes free.

What must the sons of violence, 7 Vain and decentful is their speech,

Whom he abhors, expert ? With curses fill'd, and lies;

6 Snares, fire, and brimstone, on their By which the mischief of their heart

Shall in one tempest shower; [heads They study to disguise.

This dreadful mixture bus revenge 8 Near public roads they lie conceal'd.

Into their cup shall pour. And all their art employ,

7 The righteous Lord will righteous The innocent and poor at once

With signal favour grace, (deeds To rifle and destroy.

And to the u, right man disclose 9 Not lions, couching in their dens, The brightness of his face. Surprise their heedless prey

With greater cunning, or express
More savage rage than they

SINCE godly men decay, O Lord, 10 Sometimes they act the harmless man,

Do thou my cause defend; And modest looks they wear ;

For scarce these wretched times afford That so deceiv'd, the poor may less

One just and faithful friend. Their sudden onset fear.

2 One neighbour now can scarce believe PART II

What t'olher does impart; 11 For God, they think, no notice takes

With flatt'ring lips they all deceive, or their unrighteous deeds;

And with a double beart. He never ininds the suff'ring poor,

3 But lips that with deceit abound Nor their oppression heeds.

Can never prosper long : 12 But thou, O Lord, at length arise,

God's righteous vengeance will coufound Stretch forth thy mighty arm;

The proud blaspheming tongue And, by the greatness of thy power,

4 In vain those foolish boasters say, Defend the poor from harm.

"Our tongues are sure our own; 13 No longer let the wicked vaunt,

* With doubtful words we'll still betray, And, proudly boasting, say,

"And be controll'd by none." " Tush, God regards not what we do ;

o 5 For God, who hears the sufl'ring poor, " He never will repay."

And their oppression knows. 14 But sure thou seest, and all their

their Will sooni arise and give them rest, Impartially dost try:


In spite of all their foes. The orphan, therefore, and the poor,

6 The word of God shall still abide, On thee for aid rely.

And void of falsehood be, 15 Defenceless let the wicked fall,

As is the silver, sev'n tinies tryd, Of all their strength Lereft ;

From drossy mixture free. Confound, O God, their dark designs,

7 The promise of his aiding grace Till no remains are left.

Shall reach its purpos'd end; 16 Assert thy just dominion, Lord,

His servants from this faithless race Which shall for ever stand;

He ever shall defend Thou who the beathen didst expel

Then shall the wicked be perplex'd, From this thy chosen land.

Nor know which way to fly 17 Thou hear'st the bumble supplicants When those whom they despis'd end That to thy throne repair;

Shall be advanc'd on high (ver'd, Tbou first prepar'st their bearts to pray,

PSALM XIII And then accept'st their prayer

OW long will thou forget nie, Lord 18 Thou, in thy righteous judgment,

Must I for ever mourn ? weigb'st

How long wilt thou with raw from me, The fatherless and poor;

Oh! never to return? That so the tyrants of the earth

2 How long shall anxious thoughts my May persecute no more.

And griel my heart oppress? (soul

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How long my enemies insult,

6 Whose soul in usury disdains And I have no redress ?

His treasure to employ; 3 Ob! hear, and to my longing eyes Whom no rewards can ever bribe Restore thy wonted light,

The guiltless to destroy. And suddenly, or I shall sleep

7 The man, who by his steady course In everlasting might

Has happiness insurid, 4 Restore me, lest they proudly boast When earth's foundation shakes, shail "Twas their own strength o'ercame; By providence secur'd

stand, Perniit not them that vex iny soul

PSALM XVI. To triumph in my shame.

PROTECT me from my cruel foes, 5 Since I have always plac'd my trust And shield me, Lord, from harm; Beneath thy mercy's wing,

Because my trust I still repose Thy saving health will come; and then On thy Almighty arm

My heart with joy shall spring. 2 My soul all help but thine does slight, 6 Then shall my song, with praise in All gods but thee disown;

To thee my God ascend, spir'd, | Yet can no deeds of nine requite Who to thy servant in distress

The goodness thou hast shown. Such bounty didst extend.

3 But those that wrictly virtuous are, PSALM XIV

And love the thing that's right, CURE wicked fools must needs sup- To favour always, and prefer.

Shall be my chief delight. That God is nothing but a name; 4 How shall their sorrows be increas'd, Corrupt and lewd their practice grows; Who other gods adore !

No breast is warm'd with holy Aame. Their bloody offerings I detest, 2 The Lord look'd down from Heaven's Their very names abhor. high tower,

5 My lot is fallin in that blest land And all the sons of men did view,

Where God is truly known :
To see if any own'd his power ;

He fills my cup with lib'ral hand,
If any truth or justice knew

"Tis he supports my throne.
3 But all, he saw, were gone aside, 6 In nature's most delightful scene

All were degen'rate grown and base; My happy portion lies;
None took religion for their guide, The place of my appointed reign
Not one of all the sinful race.

All other lands outvies 4 But can these workers of deceit 7 Therefore my soul shall bless the Lord

Be all so dull and senseless grown, Whose precepts give me light; That they, like bread, my people eat, And private counsel still afford

And God's almighty power disown? In sorrow's dismal night.
5 How will they treinble then for fear, 9 I strive each action to approve

When his just wrath shall them o'er. To his all-seeing eye ;
For to the righteous, God is near, take? No danger shall my hopes remove,

And never will their cause forsake. Because he still is nigh 6 Ill men, in vain, with scorn expose 9 Therefore my heart all grief defies,

Those methods which the good pursue; My glory does rejoice; Since God a refuge is for those

My flesh shall rest, in hope to rise, Whom his just eyes with favour view. Wak'd by his powerful voice. 7 Would he his saving power employ 10 Thou Lord, when I resign my breath,

To break his people's servile band, My soul from hell shalt free;
Then shouts of universal joy

Nor let thy Holy One in death
Should loudly echo through the land. The least corruption see.

11 Thon shalt the paths of life display, TORD, who's the happy man that may Which to thy presence lead; U To thy blest courts repair,

Where pleasures dwell without allay, Not stranger-like, to visit them,

And joys that never fade.
But to inhabit there?

PSALM XVII. 2 Tis be, whose every thought and deed Tomy just plea and sad complaint By rules of virtue moves

1 Attend, Orighteous Lord Whose gen'rous tongue disdains to speak And to my prayer, as 'tis unseign'd, l'he thing his heart disproves.

A gracious ear afford. 3 Who never did a slander forge,

2 As in thy sight I am approv'd, His neighbour's trme to wound:

So let my sentence be:
Nor hearken to a false report,

And with impartial eyes, O Lord,
By malice whisper d round,

My upright dealing see. 4 Who vice in all its pomp and power, 3 For thou hast search'd my heart by. Can trent with just neglect;

And visited by night;

(cuy, And piety, though clothed in rage, And, on the strictest trial, found Religiously respect.

Its secret motions right 5 Who to his plighted vows and trust Nor shall thy Justice, Lord, alone Has ever firmly stood;

My heart's designs aequit; And though he promise to his loss, For I have purpos'd that my tongue He makes his promise gopd.

Shall no oftence commita

4 I know what wicked men would do, Who graciousiy inclin'd his ear,
Their safety to maintain ;

And heard me from his lofty throne,
But me thy just and mild commands

From bloody paths restrain.

| 7 When God arose my part to take,
5 That I may still, in spite of wrongs, The conscious earth was struck with
My innocence secure,

The bills did at his presence shake, fear; O guide me in thy righteous ways,

Nor could his dreadful fury bear. And make my fuotsteps sure.

& Thick clouds of smoke dispers'd 6 Since, heretofore, I ne'er in vain

abroad, To thee my prayer address'd;

Ensigns of wrath before him came; O! now, my God, incline thine ear Devouring fire around him glow'd, To this my iust request

That coals were kindled at its flame. 7 The wonders of thy truth and love 9 He left the beauteous realms of light, In my defence engage;

Whilst hea en bow'd down its awful Thou, whose right hand preserves thy Beneath his feet substantial night (head; From their oppressor's rage. (saints Was like a sable carpet spread. PART II

10 The chariot of the King of kings,

Which active truops of angels drew, 8,90! keep me in thy tend 'rest care ;

On a strong tempest's rapid wings.
Thy shelt'ring wings stretch out.
To guard me safe from savage foes

With most amazing swiftness flew.

11, 12 Black watery mists and clouds That compass me about 10 O'ergrown with luxury, enclos'd

conspir'd, In their own fat they lie;

With thickest shades his face to veil; And, with a proud blaspheming mouth, But at his brightness soon retir'de Both God and man defy.

And fell in showers of fire and hail.

13 Through heaven's wide arch a thun. 11 Well may they boast, for they have My paths encompassid round; [now

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God's angry voice did loudly roar; Their eyes at watch, their bodies bow'd, And couching on the ground;

While earth's sad face with heaps of hail 12 In posture of a lon set,

And Aakes of fire was cover'd o'er. When greedy of his prey;

14 His sharpen'd arrows round he threw, Or a young lion, when he lurks

Which made his scalier'd foes retreat; Within a covert way

Like darts his nimble lightnings flew, 13 Arise, O Lord, defeat their plots,

And quickly finish'd their defeat.
Their swelling rage control;

15 The deep ils secrel stores disclos'd, From wicked men, who are thy sword,

The world's foundations naked lay;

By his avenging wrath exposd, Deliver thou my soul 14 From worldly men, thy sharpest

Which fiercely rag'd that dreadful day, scourge,

PART III. Whose portion's here below;

16 The Lord did on my side engage; Who, fill'd with earthly stores, aspire

From heaven, his throne. my cause No other bliss to know

upheld; 15 Their race is num'rous, that partake

And snatch'd me from the furious rage Their substance while they live ;

or threat'ning waves, that proudly Their heirs survive, to whom they may

Swellid. The vast remainder give

17 God his resistless power en ployd 16 But I, in uprightness, thy face

My strongest foes' attempts to break; Shall view without control;

Who else with ease had soon destroy'd And, waking, shall its image find

The weak delence that I could make. Reflected in my soul

18 Their subtle rage had near prevailid, PSALM XVIII.

When I distress'd and friendless layi

But still, when other suecours fail'd, N O change of time shall ever shock God was my firm support and stay.

V My firm affection, Lord, to thee; 19 From dangers that enclos'd me round, For thou hast always been my rock.

He brought me forth and set me free; A fortress and defence to me

For some just cause his gnodness found, Thou my deliv'rer art, my God;

That mov'd him to delight in me. My trust is in thy mighty power; 20 Because in me no guilt remains, Thou art my shield from foes abroad, God does his gracious help extend;

At home my safeguard and my tower. My hands are free from bloody stains ; 3 To thee I will address my prayer,

Therefore the Lord is still my friend. To whom all praise we justly owe; 21, 22 For I his judgments kept in sight So shall 1, by thy watchful care,

In his just paths I always trod; Be guarded from my treacherous foe. I never did bis stau tes slight, 4,5 By foods of wicked men distress'd, Nor loosely wander'd from my God.

With seas of sorrow compass'd round, 23, 24 But still my soul. sincere and With dire infernal pangs oppress'd,

pure, In death's unwieldy sellers bound; Did even from darling sins refrain: 6 To heaven I made my mournful prayer, His favours therefore yet endure,

To God address'd my humble moan; Because my heart and lands are clean

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