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Like kind companions, absent long, 15 But thou thy constant goodness dider With friendly arms embrace.

To my assistance bring; 11, 12 Truth from the earth shall spring, of patience, mercy, and of truth, whilst heaven

Thou everlasting spring! Shall streams of justice pour ; 16 O bounteous Lord, thy grace and And God, from whom all goodness flows, strength Shall endless plenty shower.

To me thy servant show; 13 Before him righteousness shall march, Thy kind protection, Lord, on me, And his just paths prepare ;

Thine handmaid's son, bestow. Whilst we his holy steps pursue 17 Some signal give, wbich my proud foes With constant zeal and care.

May see with shame and rage,
PSALM LXXXVI.

When thou, O Lord, for my relief

And comfort dost engage. To my complaint, o Lord my God,

PSALM LXXXVII. Hear me, distress'd, and destitute

OD's temple crowns the holy mount; Of all relief but thine.

; 2 Do thou, O God, preserve my soul, 2 His Sion's gates, in his account, That does thy name adore ;

Our Israul's fairest tents excel. Thy servant keep, and bim, whose trust 3 Fame glorious things of thee shall Relies on thee, restore.

sing, 3 To me, who daily thee invoke, O city of th’ Almighty King! Thy mercy, Lord, extend;

4 I'll mention Rahab with due praise, 4 Refresh thy servant's soul, whose hopes In Babylon's applauses join, On thee alone depend.

The fame of Ethiopia raise, 5 Thou, Lord, art good, not only good, With that of Tyre and Palestine; But prompt to pardon too;

And grant that some amongst them bom, Of plenteous mercy to all those Their age and country did adorn. Who for thy mercy sue.

5 But still of Sion I'll aver, 6 To my repeated humble prayer, That many such from her proceed; O Lord, attentive be;

Th’ Almighty shall establish her; en When troubled, I on thee will call, 6 His general list shall show, when read For thou wilt answer me.

That such a person there was born, 8 Among the gods there's none like thee, And such did such an age adorn. O Lord, alone divine!

7 He'll Sion find with numbers fill'd To thee as much inferior they,

Of such as merit high renown; As are their works to thine.

For hand and voice musicians skill'd; 9 Therefore their great Creator thee And (her transcending fame to crown) The nations shall adore;

of such she shall successions bring, Their long misguided prayers and praise Like water from a living spring.

To thy bless d name restore. 10 All shall confess thee great, and great

PSALM LXXXVIII. The wonders thou hast done;

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By day and night address my cry; Confess thee God alone.

2 Vouchsafe my mournful voice to hear PART II.

To my distress incline thine ear,

3 For seas of trouble me invade, 11 Teach me thy way, O Lord, and I My soul draws nigh to death's cold shade;

From truth shall ne'er depart; 4 Like one whose strength and hopes are In reverence to thy sacred name

fled, Devoutly fix my heart.

They number me among the dead: 12 Thee will I praise, O Lord my God, 5 Like those who, shrouded in the grave,

Praise thee with heart sincere; From thee no more remembrance bave; And to thy everlasting name

6 Cast off from thy sustaining care, Eternal trophies rear.

Down to the confines of despair. 18 Thy boundless mercy shown to me, 7 Thy wrath has bard upon me lain,

Transcends my power to tell ; Amicted me with restless pain; For thou hast oft redeem'd my soul Me all thy mountain waves have pressid From lowest depths of hell.

Too weak, alas, to bear the least. 14 O God, the sons of pride and strife 8 Remov'd from friends, I sigh alone,

Have my destruction sought; In a loath'd dungeon laid, where none Regardless of thy power, that oft A visit will vouchsafe to me,

Has my deliv'rance wrought. Confin'd, past hopes of liberty.

Donfess thee God, the God Supreme, Tothee, my God and Saviour, I

9 My eyes from weeping never cease; His fear through all thetr hearts should They waste, but still my griefs increasc; spread, Yet daily, Lord; to thee I've pray'd, Who his Almighty name confess. With oui-stretch'd hands invoked thy 8 Lord God of armies, who can boast aid.

of strength or pow'r like thine re10 Wilt thou by miracle revive

nown'd? The dead, whom thou forsook'st alive? Of such a numerous, faithful host, From death restore, thy praise to sing, As that which does thy throne sur Whom thou from prison would'st not round? bring?

19 Thou dost the lawless sea control, 11 Shall the mute grave thy love con And change the prospect of the deep ; fess?

Thou mak'st the sleeping billows roll; A mouldering tomb thy faithfulness? Thou mak'st the rolling billows sleep. 12 Thy truth and power renown obtain 10 Thou break'st in pieces Rahab's pride, Where darkness and oblivion reign! And didst oppressing power disarm; 13 To thee, O Lord, I cry forlorn ; Thy scatter'd foes have dearly try'd My prayer prevents the early morn: The force of thy resistless arm. 14 Why hast thou, Lord, my soul for- 11 In thee the soy'reign right remains' sook,

Of earth and heaven; thee, Lord, alone Nor once vouchsaf'd a gracious look? The world, and all that it contains, 15 Prevailing sorrows bear me down, Their Maker and Preserver own. Which from my youth with me have 12 The poles on which the globe does grown;

rest Thy terrors past distract my mind, Were form'd by thy creating voice ; And fears of blacker days behind. Tabor and Hermon, east and west, 16 Thy wrath hast burst upon my head, In thy sustaining power rejoice. Thy terrors fill my soul with dread; 13 Thy arm is mighty, strong thy hand, 17 Environed as with waves combined, Yet, Lord, thou dost with justice reign; And for a general deluge joined. 14 Possess'd of absolute command, 18 My lovers, friends, familiars, all Thou truth and mercy dost maintain. Removed froin sight, and out of call; 15 Happy, thrice happy they, who hear To dark oblivion all retired,

Thy sacred trumpet's joyful sound; Dead, or at least to me expired. Who may at festivals appear, PSALM LX IX.

With thy most glorious presence

crown'd.

TW, gencies, Lihed, shall be more serien 16 Thy saints shall always be p'erjoy'd,

My song on them dwell; Who To ages yet unborn, my tongue And in thy righteousness employ'd,

Thy never-failing truth shall tell. Above their foes be rais'd on bigh. 2 I have affirm'd and still maintain, 17 For in thy strength they shall adThy mercy shall for ever last;

vance, Thy truth, that does the heavens sustain, Whose conquests from thy favour Like them sball stand for ever fast.

spring; 3 Thus spak'st thou by the prophet's 18 The Lord of hosts is our defence, voice,

And Israel's God our Israel's King. "With David I a league have made: 19 Thus spak'st 'thou by thy Prophet's To him, my servant, and my choice,

voice. • Bysolemn oath this grant convey'd: A mighty champion I will send; 4 While earth, and seas, and skies en- From Judah's tribe have I made choice dure,

Of one, who shall the rest defend. Thy seed shall in my sight remain ; 20 My servant David I have found, * To them thy throne I will ensure, "With holy oil anointed him ;

• They shall to endless ages reign.' 21 Him shall the hand support that 5 For such stupendous truth and love, crown'd,

Both heaven and earth just praises owe, And guard, that gave the diadem.
By choirs of angels sung above, 22. No prince from him shall tribute
And by assembled saints below.

force, 6 What seraph of celestial birth

No son of strife shall him annoy ; To vie with Israel's God shall dare? 23 His spiteful foes I will disperse, Or who among the gods of earth

And them before his face destroy. With our Almighty Lord compare? 24 My truth and grace shall him sus7 With rav'rence and religious dread,

His saints should to bis temple press; His armies, in well-order'd ranks,

tain;

25 • Shall conquer, from the Tyrian Shall thy consuming anger burn, Main

Till that and we at once expire? "To Tigris and Euphrates' banks. 47 Consider, bord, how short a space 26 · Me for his father he shali take, Thou dost for mortal life ordain;

His God and rock of safety call; No methou to prolong the race, 27 · Him I my first-born son will make, But loading it with grief and pain.

And earthly kings his subjects all. 48 What man is he that can control 28" To him my mercy I'll secure,

Death's strict unalterable dooin? My cov'nant make for ever fast: Or rescue from the grave his soul, 29 His seed for ever shall endure; The grave that must mankind en* His throne, till heaven dissolves, shall tomb? last.

49 Lord, where's thy love, thy boundless

grace, PART II.

The oath to which thy truth did seal, 30 But if his heirs my law forsake, Consign'd'to David and his race, And from my sacred precepts stray ;

The grant

time shall ne'er 31 If they my righteous statutes break, peal?

"Nor strictly my commands obey; 50 See how thy servants treated are 32 Their sins I'd visit with a rod, With infamy, reproach and spite; And for their folly make them which in my silent breast I bear, smart;

From nations of licentious might. 38 · Yet will not cease to be their God, 51 How they,reproaching thy great name, Nor from my truth, like them de Have made thy servant's hope their part.

jest ; 34 My cov'nant I will ne'er revoke, 52 Yet thy just praises we'll proclaim,

But in remembrance fast retain; And ever sing, the Lord be blest. "The thing that once my lips have spoke

PSALM XC, Shall in eternal force remain. 35. Once I have sworn, but once for all, O Lord the Saviour and defence

And made my holiness the tie, From age to age thou still hast been "That I my grant will ne'er recall, Our sure abiding place.

Nor to my servant David lie; |2 Before thou brought'st the mountains 36 "Whose throne and race the constant forth,

Or th' earth and world didst frame, "Shall, like his course, establish'd see; Thou always wast the mighty God, 37 of this my oath, thou conscious And ever art the same. moon,

3 Thou turnest man, O Lord, to dust, In heaven my faithful witness be.' Of which he first was made; S8 Such was thy gracious promise, Lord; And when thou speak’st the word, Re

But thou hast now our tribes forsook, turn,
Thy own Anointed hast abhorrd, 'Tis instantly obey'd.

And turn'd on him thy wrathful look. 4 For in thy sight a thousand years 39 Thou seemest to have render'd void Are like a day that's past,

The covenant with thy servant made; Or like a watch in dead of night,
Thou hast his dignity destroy'd,

Whose hours unminded waste. And in the dust his honour laid. 5 Thou sweep'st us off as with a flood, 40 of strong holds thou hast him bereft, We vanisá hence like dreams;

And brought hiş bulwarks to decay; At first we grow like grass that feels 41 His frontier coasts defenceless left, The sun's reviving beams;

A public scorn, and cominon prey; 6 But howsoever fresh and fair 42 His ruin does glad triumphs yield Iis morning beauty shows;

To foes, advanced by thee to might; 'Tis all cut down and wither'd quite, 43 Thou hast bis conquering sword un Before the evening close. steel'd,

17, 8 We by thine anger are consumid, His valour turn'd to shameful fight. And by thy wrath dismay'd; 44 His glory is to darkness fled, Our public crimes and secret sing

His throne is leveli'd with the ground; Before thy sight are laid. 45 His youth to wretched bondage led, 9 Beneath thy anger's sad effects With shame o'erwhelm'd and sorrow Our drooping days we spend; drown'd.

Our unregarded years break off, 46 How long shall we thy absence Like tales that quickly end.

10 Our term of time is seventy years, Wilt thou for ever, Lord, retire ? An age that few survive ;

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But if, with more than common strength, 9 Because, with well-plac'd confidence, To eighty we arrive,

Thou mak'st the Lord thy sure defence, Yet then our boasted strength decays, And on the Highest dost rely, To sorrow turn'd•and pain;

10 Therefore no ill shall thee befall, So soon the slender thread is cut, Nor to thy healthful dwelling shall And we no more remain.

Any infectious plagues draw nigh. PART II.

11 För he throughout thy happy days,

To keep thee safe in all thy ways, 11 But who thy anger's dread effects Shall give his angels strict commands; Does, as he ought, revere?

12 And they, lest thou should'st chance And yet thy wrath does fall or rise,

to meet As more or less we fear.

With some rough stone to wound thy 32 So teach us, Lord, th' uncertain sum feet, Of our short days to mind,

Shall bear thee safely in their hands. That to true wisdom all our hearts 13 Dragons and asps that thirst for blood, May ever be inclin'd.

And lions roaring for their food, 13 O to thy servants, Lord, return, Beneath his conquering feet shall lie; And speedily relent!

14 Because he lov'd and honour'd me, As we forsake our sins, do thou Therefore, says God, I'll set him free, Revoke our punishment.

And fix his glorious throne on high. 14 To satisfy and cheer our souls, 15 He'll call; I'll answer when he calls, Thy early mercy send;

And rescue him when ill befalls; That we may all our days to come Increase his honour and his wealth: In joy and comfort spend.

16 And when, with undisturb'd content, 15 Let happy times, with large amends, His long and happy life is spent, Dry up our former tears,

His end I'll crown with saving health. Or equal at the least the term of our afflicted years.

PSALM XCII. 16 To all thy servants, Lord, let ti.is Tow good and pleasant must it be Thy wondrous work be known,

To thank the Lord most high;
And to our offspring yet unborn And with repeated hymns of praise

Thy glorious power be shown. His name to magnify!
17 Let thy bright rays upon us shine, 12 With every morning's early dawn
Give thou our work success;

His goodness to relate ;
The glorious work we have in hand And of his constant truth, each night,
Do thou couchsafe to bless.

The glad effects repeat!
PSALM XCI.

s To ten-string'd instruments we'll sing,

With tuneful psalteries join'd;
E that has God his guardian made, And to the harp, with solemn sounds,

For sacred use design'd. Secure and undisturb'd abide: 4 For through thy wondrous works, 0 2 Thus to my soul of him I'll say,

Lord, He is my fortress and iny stay,

Thou mak'st my heart rejoice : My God, in whom I will confide. The thoughts of them shall make me 3 His tender love and watchful care

glad, Shall free thee from the fowler's snare, And shout with cheerful voice.

And from the noisomne pestilence: 5, 6 How wondrous are thy works, O 4 He over thee his wings shall spread, Lord ! And cover thy unguarded head;

How deep are thy decrees! His truth shall be thy strong defence. Whose winding tracks, in secret laid, 5 No terrors that surprise by night No stupid sinner sees. Shall thy undaunted courage fright, 7 He little thinks, when wicked men,

Nor deadly shafts that fly by day; Like grass, look fresh and gay, 6 Nor plague, of unknown rise, that kills How soon their short-liv'd splendour In darkness, nor infectious ills

must That in the hottest season slay.

For ever pass away. 7 A thousand at thy side shall die, 8,9 But thou, my God, art still most high; At thy right hand ten thousand lie, And all thy lofty foes, While thy firm health untouch'd re-Who thought they might securely sin, mains;

Shall be o'erwhelm'd with woes. 8 Thou only shalt look on and see 10 Whilst thou exalt'st my sov'reign The wicked's dismal tragedy,

pow'r, And count the sinner's mournful gains. And mak'st it largely spread;

HShan, under the Almighty's sbade;

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And with refreshing oil anoint'st 19, 10 Can be be deaf who form'd the ear! My consecrated head.

Or blind, who fram'd the eye? 11 I soon shall see my stubborn foes Shall earth's great Judge not punish To utter ruin brought;

those And hear the dismal end of those

Who his known will defy ? Who have against me fought. 11 He fathoms all the thoughts of me; 12 But righteous men, like fruitful To him their hearts lie bare; palms,

His eye surveys them all, and sees Shall make a glorious show;

How vain their counsels are. As cedars that on Lebanon

PART II. In stately order grow. 13, 14 These, planted in the house of 12 Bless'd is the man, whom thou, O God,

Lord, Within his courts shall thrive;

In kindness dost chastise; Their vigour and their lustre both And by thy sacred rules to walk Shall in old age revive.

Dost lovingly advise. 15 Thus will the Lord iiis justice show ; 13 This man shall rest and safety find And God, my strong defence,

In seasons of distress; Shall due rewards to all the world Whilst God prepares a pit for those Impartially dispense.

That stubbornly transgress,

14 For God will never from his saints PSALM XCIII.

His favour wholly take; TITH glory clad, with strength ar- His own possession and his lot ray'd,

He will not quite forsake. The Lord, that o'er all nature reigns, 15 The world shall then confess thee just The world's foundation strongly laid,

In all that thou hast done; And the vast fabric still sustains. And those that choose thy upright ways, 2 How surely 'stablish'd is thy throne, Shall in those paths go on.

Which shall no change nor period see! 16 Who will appear in my behalf, For thou, O Lord, and thou alone,

When wicked men invade? Art God from all eternity!

Or who, when sinners would oppress, 3, 4 The floods, O Lord, lift up their My righteous cause shall plead? voice,

17, 18, 19 Long since had I in silenca And toss the troubled waves on high ;

slept, But God above can still their noise, But that the Lord was near,

And make the angry sea comply. To stay me when I slipt; when sad, 5 Thy promise, Lord, is ever sure; My troubled heart to cheer.

And they that in thy house would dwell, 20 Wilt thou, who art a God most just, That happy station to secure,

Their sinful throne sustain, Must still in holiness excel.

Who make the law a fair pretence 'PSALM XCIV.

Their wicked ends to gain?

21 Against the lives of righteous meus God, to whom revenge belongs, They form their close design;

And blood of innocents to spill, Arise, thou Judge of all the earth, In solemn league combine.

And crush thy haughty foes. 22 But my defence is firmly plac'd 3, 4 How long, O Lord, shall sinful men In God, the Lord most high:

Their selemn triumphs make? He is my rock, to which I may
How long their wicked actions boast, For refuge always fly.
And insolently speak?

23 The Lord shall cause their ill designs 5, 6 Not only they thy saints oppress, On their own heads to fall; But, unprnvok'd, they spill

He in their sins shall cut them off,
The widow's and the siranger's blood, Our God shall slay them all.
And helpless orphans kill.

PSALM XCV. 7 And yet the Lord shall ne'er per

ceive,' Profanely thus they speak,

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Loud thanks to our Almighty kieg; Nor any notice of our deeds

For we our voices high should raise, The God of Jacob take.'

When our salvation's Rock we praise. & At length, ye stupiu fools, your wants 2 hito his presence let us haste, Endeavour to discern:

To thank him for his favours past; I folly will you still proceed,

To him address, in joyful songs, And wisdom never learn?

The praise that to his name belongs.

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