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BY the Bishops, the Clergy, and the Laity of the Protestant Epise copal Church in the United Statts of America, m Convention, this 13th day of October, in the year of our Lord one thousand seven hundred and eighty nine
This translation of the Whole Book of Psalms into Metre, with Hymns, is set forth, and allowed to be sung in all Congregations of the said Church, before and after Morning and Evening Prayer, and also before and ifte, Sermins, at the discretion of the Minister.
And it shall be the duty of every Minister of any Church, either hy standing directions, or from time to time, to appoint the Por tions of 'salms which are to be sung.
And further, it shall be the duty of every Minister, with such assistance as he can obtain from persons skilled in music, to give ord concerning the Tunes to be sung, at any time, in his Church: And, especially, it shall be his duty, to suppress all light and unseemly music, and all inde ency and irreverence in the performance; by which vain and ungodly persons profane the service of the Sano tuary.
PSALMS OF DAVID,
9" Thy threat'ning sceptre thou shalt Но
OW blest is be, who ne'er consents
" And crush them every where ; Nor s'ands in sinners' ways, nor sits
"As massy bars of iron break Where men protonely talk;
** The otter's brittle ware." 2 But makes the perfect law of God 10 Learn then, ye princes; and give ear, His business and delight;
Ye judges of the earth; Devoutly reads therein by day,
11 Worship the Lord with holy fear; And nied tales y night.
Rejoice with awful mirth. 3 Like some fair tree, which, fed by
12 Appease the Son with due respect, streams,
Your timely homage pay: With timely fruit does bend,
Lest revenge the bold neglect He still shall flourish, and success
Incens'd by your deias All his designs attend,
13 I but in part his anger rise, 4 Ungodly men, and their attempts,
Who can endure the fiame ? No lasting root shall find;
Then blest are they, whose hope relies Untimely blasted and dispersed
On his most holy name. Like cbaff before the wind
PSALM 1 6 Their guilt shall strike the wicked | How many, Lord; of late are grown Befor their Judge's face
And as their numbers hourly rise, No formal hypocrite shall then
So does their rage increase ving the saints have place.
2 Insulting, they my soul upbraid, Ciod approves the just man's ways;
And him whom I adore ; To happiness they tend
"The God an whom he trusts," say they, But sinners, and the paths they trend,
+ Shall rescue him no more. Shall both in ruin end
3 But thou, O Lord, art my defence ;
On thee my hopes rely:
Thou art my glory, and shall yet
4 Since whensoe'er. in like distress,
le heard me from his holy hill; 2 The great in council and in might Why should 1
now despair? Their var:vus forces bring;
5 Guarried by him, I laid me down, Against the Lord they all unite,
My sweet repose to take; And his anointed King
For i through him securely sleep, 3. Must we submit their com- Through him in safety wake.
6 No love nor fury of my foes Presumptuously they say
My courage shall confound, "No, let us break their slavish bands, Were they as many hosts as men, "And cast their chains away
That have beset me round. 4 But God, who sits enthron'd on high, 7 Arise, and save me, () my God, And sees how they combine.
Who oft hast own'd my cause, Does their conspiring strength defy, And scattered of these foes to me, And mocks their vain design
And to thy righteous laws. 5 lbick clouds of wralb divine shall A Salvation to the Lord belongs; break
He only can defend On his rebellious focs;
His blessings he extends to all And thus will he in thunder speak That ou his power
depend. To all that dare oppose :
PSALM IV 6 " Though madly you dispute my will. « The King that I ordain,
LORD,thou art my righteous Judge,
TO my complaint give ear: " Whose throne is fx'd on Sion's hill, Thou still redeem si me from distress; + Shall there securely reign
Have mercy, Lord, and hear. 7 Attend, (rarth, whilst i declare
2 How long will ye, O sons of men, God's uncontroll d derree:
To blo. my fame devise 2 « Thou art my Son, this day, my heir, • Have I begotten thee.
malicious 2 8 Ask, and receive thy full demands;
3 Consider that the righteous man " Thine shall the heathen be ;
Is God's peculiar choice; « The utmost limits of the lands
And when to him I make my prayer, * Shall be possess'd by thee.
He always hears my voice.
How long your
waing designs pursue,
4 Then stand in awe of his commands,
2 Have mercy, Lord; for I grow faine, Flee every thing that's ill,
Unable to end are 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't flesh distracts my mind, Let righteousness supply:
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 alter 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 I'l. lay my head, 6 Quite tir'd with pain, with groaning And take my needful rest;
No hope of ease I see; (fain, 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,
My eyes with weakness close; LORD heart'he voice of my complaint,
Old age o'ertakes me, whilst I think 2 To thee alone, my King, my God, On my insulting foes. Will I for help repair.
8 Depart. ye wicked: in my wrongs 3 Thou in the mom 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 voyce 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 stubbom fools remain
PSALM VII. Unpunish'd in thy view ;
LORD my God, since I have placd All such as act unrighteous thin,
My trust alone in thee, Thy vengeance shall pursue.
From all my persecutors rage 6 The slandering tongue, O God of truth, 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 diood
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 lo persecuting foes Therefore, O Lord, make plain the way My soul become a preyi Wherein I 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 foes, 10 By their own counsels let them all And their insulting rage : Oppress'd with loads of sin;
Awake, awake, in my behalf, For they agamst thy righteous laws The judgment to dispense, Have harden'd rebels been.
WSich 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
Oh! therefore, for their sake, resume 12 To righteous men, the righteous Lord Thy judgment seat on high
His blessing will ext
8 Impartial Judge of all the world,
I trust my cause to thee;
According to my just deserts,
So let thy sentence be.
Together be o'erthrown;
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 heathen pride Who irom 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 blolled 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 foc Our city stands, which you design'd Unjustly did conceive;
To inake our common tomb. 15 The pit he digg'd for me, has prov'd 7, 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 ani free:
To punish or reward On him the violence is fallin,
9 God is a constant sure defence Which he design d tor me.
Against oppressing rage 17 Therefore will I the righteous ways As troubles rise, bis needful aids Of Providence proclaim;
in our behalf engage 1'11
sing the praise of God most high, 10 All those who have his goodness And celebrate his name
Will in his truth confide; [prov'd PSALM VINI
Whose mero y ne'er forsook the man
That on his help rely'd
bow 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 heaven thy wondrous acts are sung,
Confess no other God. Nor fully reckond there;
PART 1 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 ronfound the
The injur'd humble man's complaint strong
Relief from him shall find. And crush their naughy toes;
13 Take pity on my troubles, Lord, And so thou quell'st the wicked throng, Which spiteful foes create, That thee and thine oppose
Thou that hast rescu'd me so oft 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
With stars of feebler light ;
And, with loud shouls of grateful joy, To keep him in thy mind? (lov'st
l'hy saving power proclaim.
15 Deep in the pit they diggd for me, Or what his offspring, that thou prov'st The heathen pride
is Taid To them so wondrous kind ?
Their guilty teet to their own snare o 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, O'er all thy works to reign
The mighty Lord is known;
While wicked nea by their own plots, 7 They jointly own his powerful sway i The beasts that prey or graze ;
Are shamefully o'erthrown.
17 No single swner shall escape, 8 The bird thal wings its airy way i
By privacy obscurdi The fish that cuts the seas.
Nor nation, from his just revenge, 9 thou, to whom all creatures bow
By numbers be secur'd. Within this earthly frame,
1 His suff'ring saints, when most dis. Through all the world how great art
He ne'er forgets to aid ; (tress'u, How glorious is thy name! [thou!
Their expectations shall be crown'd,
Though for a time delay'd
19 Arise, O Lord, assert thy power,
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 thought of them shall to my soul
20 Strike terror through the nations
Till, by consenting fear, (round, Whilst to thy name. Othou Most 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 shamefl 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 Tlou didst my cause maintaini
Call for thy wanted grace ?
2 The wicked, swell'd with lawless pride,
PSALM XI. Have made the poor their prey :
UNCE I have plac'd my trust in God, Olet them fall by those designs
A relige always nigh, Which they for others lay
Why should I like a um'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 upright beart. Their hanghty pride disdains;
3 When once the massurance fails, And therefore in their stubborn mind
Which public faith marts, 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 hath 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 counci's 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 tre sous of violence, 7 Vain and deceitful is their speech, Whom he abhors, expert ? With curses filled, 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 his revenge 8 Near public roads they lie conceal'd. Into their cup shall pour.
And all their art employ, The innocent and poor at once
7 The righteous Lord will righteous
With signal favour grace, To rifle and destroy
And to the u, right man disclose 9 Not lions, couching in their dens, The briglitness of his face. Surprise their heedless prey
Lord, 10 Sometimes they act the harmless man,
Do thou niy cause defend : And modest looks they wear;
For scarce these wretched times afford
One just and faithful friend
2 One neighbour now can scarce believe PART 1
What t'other does in part 11 For God, they think, no notice Lakes
With tatt'ring lips they all deceive,
And with a double heart. or their unrighteous deeds; He never ininds the sufring poor,
3 But lips that with deceit abound
Can never prosper long : Nor their oppression heeds, 12 But thou, O Lord, at length arise,
God's righteous vengeance will confound
The proud blaspheming tongue
4. In vain those foolish boasters say, Defend the poor 'rom harm
* Our tongues are sure our own
With cloubtful words we'll still betra, 13 No longer let the wicked vaunt,
* And be controll'd by nime." And, proudly boasting, say, " Tush, God regards not what we do ;
5 For God, who hears the sufl'ring poor, " He never will repay.
And their oppression know's. 14 But sure thou seest, and all their
Will soon arise and give them rest, Impartially dost try :
In spite of all their focs. The orphan, therefore, and the poor,
6 The word of God shall still abide, On thee for aid rely
And void of falsehood be,
From drossy nuxture free
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 ser:ants from this faithless race
He ever shall defend
Then shall the wicked be perplex'd,
Nor know which wav to Ay; From this thy chosen land. 37 Thou hear'st the humble supplicants
When those hom they despis'd and That to thy throne repair ;
Shall be advanc'd on high (verd Thou first prepar'st their hearts to pray,
PSALM XIII And then accept'st their prayer
Ow long wilt thou forget ne, Lordp 18 Thou, in thy righteous judgment,
Must I for ever mourn ? weigh'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 grief my heart oppress? (souls