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13, 14 Reproach'd by all the nations 5 How sharp thy weapons are to them round,
That dare thy pow'r despise! The beathen's by-word grown; Down, down they fal, while through Whose scorn of us is both in speech
their heart And mocking gestures shown.
The feather'd arrow flies. 15 Confusion strikes me blind; my 6 But thy firm throne, O God, is fix'd, face
For ever to endure; In conscious shame I hide;
Thy sceptre's sway shall always last, 16 While we are scoff'd, and God blas- By righteous laws secure. phemid,
7 Because thy heart, by justice led, By their licentious pride.
Did upright ways approve,
And hated still the crooked paths, 17 On us this heap of woes is fallin; Where wand'ring sinners rove; All this we have endur'd;
Therefore did God, thy God, on thee Yet have not, Lord, renounc'd thy name, The oil of gladness shed; Or faith to thee abjurd:
And las, above thy fellows round, 18 But in thy righteous paths have kept Advanc'd thy lofty head.
Our hearts and steps with care; 8 With cassia, aloes, and myrrh, 19 Though thou hast broken all our Thy royal robes abound; strength,
Which, from the stately wardrobe And we almost despair.
brought, 20 Could we, forgetting thy great name, Spread grateful odours round. On other gods rely,
9 Among the honourable train 21 And not the Searcher of all hearts Did princely virgins wait;
The treacb'rous crime descry? The queen was plac'd at thy right hand, 22 Thou see'st what sufl'rings, for thy In golden robes
of state. sake,
PART II. We ev'ry day sustain;
10 But thou, O royal bride, give ear, All slaughter'd, or reserv'd like sheep And to my words attend; Appointed to be slain.
Forget thy native country now, 23 Awake, arise; let seeming sleep And ev'ry former friend. No longer thce detain;
11 So shall thy beauty charm the Nor let us, Lord, who sue to thee, For ever sue in vain.
Nor shall' his love decay; 24 O! wherefore hidest thou thy face For he has now become thy Lord; From our afflicted state,
To him due rev'rence pay. 25 Whose souls and bodies sink to 12 The Tyrian matrons, rich and earth
proud, With grief's oppressive weight. Shall humble presents make; 26 Arise, O Lord, and timely haste And all the wealthy nations sue
& To our deliv'rance make;
Thy favour to partake. Redeem us, Lord ;-if not for ours, 13 The King's fair Daughter's fairer Yet for thy mercy's sake.
soul PSALM XLV.
All inward graces fill; THILE I the King's loud praise re- Her raiment is of putest gold,
Adorn'd with costly skill. Indited by my heart,
14 She in her nuptial garments dressid, My tongue is like the pen of him With needles richly wrought, That writes with ready art.
Attended by her virgin train, 2 How matchless is thy form, o King! Shail to the King be brought."
Thy mouth with grace o'erflows; 15 With all the state of solemn joy Because fresh blessings God ou thee The triumph moves along; Eternally bestows.
Till, with wide gates, the royal court 3 Gird on thy sword, most mighty Receives the pompous throng. prince;
16 Thou, in thy royal Father's room, And, clad in rich array,
Must princely sons expect; With glorious ornaments of pow'r,
Whom thou to diffrent realms may'st Majestic pomp display.
send, 4 Ride on in state, and still protect To govern and protect;
The meek, the just, and true ; 17 Whilst this my song to future times Whilst thy right hand, with swift re- Transmits tby glorious name; venge,
And makes the world, with one consent, Does all thy foes pursue.
Thy lasting praise proclaim.
GApresent help hien dangers press ; on hier noch so eine Remigisey King's
12 Her tow'rs, the joy of all the earth, OD is our refuge in distress; With prospect rise ; · In hím, undaunted, we'n confide; Imperial city lies. 2,3 Though earth were from her centre 3 God in her palaces is known; tost,
His presence is her guard: And mountains in the ocean lost, 4 Confed'rate kings withdrew their
Torn peace-meal by the roaring tide. siege, 4 A gentler stream with gladness still And of success despair'd. The city of our Lord shall fill, 5 They view'd her walls, admir'd, and The royal seat of God most high :
fled, 3 God dwells in Sion, whose fair tow'rs With grief and terror struck; Shall mock th'assaults of earthly pow'rs, 6 Like women, whom the sudden pangs
While his Almighty aid is nigh. Of travail had o'ertook. 6 In tumults when the heathen rag'd, 17 No wretched crew of mariners And kingdoms war against us wag d, Appear like them forlorn, He thunder'd, and dispers'd their When fleets from Tarshish' wealthy pow'rs:
coasts ng The Lord of hosts conducts our arms, By eastern winds are torn. Our tow'r of refuge in alarms, 8 In Sion we have seen perform'd
Our fathers' Guardian-God and ours. A work that was foretold, : Come, see the wonders he hath In pledge that God, for times to come, wrought,
His city will uphold.
How he has calm'd the jarring world: Did we, o God, confide;
Into devouring flames were hurld. 10 According to thy sov’reign name, 10 Submit to God's Almighty sway; Thy praise through earth extends; For him the heathen shall obey, Thy pow'rful arm, as justice guides,
And earth her Sov'reign Lord confess: Chastises or defends. 11 The God of hosts conducts our arms, 11 Let Sion's mount with joy resound; Our tow'r of refuge in alarms,
Her daughters all be taught
In songs his judgments to extol,
Who this deliv'rance wrought.
Your eyes quite round her cast;
You find one stone displacd. 3, 4 He shall opposing nations quell, 13 Her forts and palaces survey ;
And with success our battles fight; Observe their order well; Shall fix the place where we must dwell, That, with assurance, to your heirs
The pride of Jacob, his delight. His wonders you may tell. 5, 6 God is gone up, our Lord and King, 14 This God is ours, and will be ours, With shouts of joy, and trumpets Whilst we in him confide; sound,
Who, as he has preserv'd us now,
Till death will be our guide.
, L Toalbenlist’ning world attend, And spreads his sway o'er heathen Let bigh and low, and rich and poor, lands.
With joint consent give ear. 9 Our chiefs and tribes that far from 3 My mouth, with sacred wisdom fill'd, hence
Shall good advice impart;
I will my ear incline ;
Whilst to my tuneful harp I sing
Dark words of deep design.
Cf danger and of doubt,
When sinners, that would me supplant, 20 For man, how great soe'er his state, Have compass'd me about?
Unless he's truly wise, 6 Those men, that all their hope and As like a sensual beast he lives, trust
So like a beast he dies. In heaps of treasure place,
PSALM L. And boast in triumph, when they see Tordhath spoke, the mighty God Their ill-got wealth increase,
Hath sent his summons all abroad, 7 Are yet unable from the grave From dawning light, till day declines: Their dearest friend to free;
The listening earth his voice hath heard, Nor cani, by force of bribes, reverse And he'from Sion bath appeard, Th' Almighty Lord's decree.
Where beauty in perfection shines. 8, 9 Their vain endeavours they must 3, 4 Our God shall come, and keep no
quit; The price is b. ld too high;
Misconstru'd silence, as before; No sums can purchase such a grant, But wasting flames before him send: That man should never die.
Around shall tempests fiercely rage, 10 Not wisdom can the wise exempt, Whilst he does heav'nand earth engage Nor fools their folly save;
His just tribunal to attend. But both must perish, and in death 5, 6 Assemble all my saints to me,
Their wealth to others leave. (Thus runs the great divine decree) 11 For though they think their stately That in my lasting cov'nant live, seats
And off'rings bring with constant care. Shall ne'er to ruin fall,
The heav'ns his justice shall declare; But their remembrance last in lands For God himself shall sentence give
Which by their names they call; 7, 8 Attend, my people; Israel, hear; 12 Yet shall their fame be soon forgot, Thy strong accuser I'll appear;
How great soe'er their state; Ťby God, thy only God, am í:
My sacred altar did supply.
9 Will this alone atonement make? 13 How great their folly is, who thus No bullock from thy stall I'U take, Absurd conclusions make!
Nor he-goat from thy fold accept : And yet their children, unreclaim'd, 10 The forest beasts, that range along, Repeat the gross mistake.
The cattle too, are all my own, 14 They all, like sheep to slaughter led, That on a thousand hills are kept.
The prey of death are made: 11 I know the fowls, that build their Their beauty, while the just rejoice,
nests Within the grave shall fade.
In craggy rocks; and savage beasts, 15 But God will yet redeem my soul; Thai loosely haunt the open fields:
And from the greedy grave 12 If seiz'd with hunger I could be, His greater pow'r shid set me free, I need not seek relief from thee, And to himself receive.
Since the world's mine, and all it 16 Then fear not thou, when worldly yields.
13 Think'st thou that I have any need In envy'd wealth abound;
On slaughter'd bulls and goats to feed, Nor though their prosp'rous house in- To eat their flesh and drink their blood crease,
14 The sacrifices I require, With state and honour crown'd. Are hearts which love and zeal inspire, 17 For when they're sunmou'd hence And vows with strictest care made by death,
good. They leave all this behind;
15 In time of trouble call on me, No shadow of their former pomp
And I will set thee sase and free; Within the grave they find :
And thou returns of praiseshalt make 18 And yet they thought their state was 16 But to the wicked thus saith God: blest,
How dar'st thou teach my laws abroad, Caught in the fatt'rer's snare,
Or in thy mouth my cov'nant take? Who with their vanity comply'd, 17 For stubborn thou, confirm'd in sin,
And prais'd their worldly care. Hast proof against instruction been, 19 in their forefather's steps they tread; And of my word didst lightly speak:
And when, like them, they die, 18 When thou a subtle thief didst see, Their wretched ancestors and they 'Thou gladly with bim didst agree, la endless darkness lie.
And with adult'rers didst partake.
19 Vile slander is their chief áelight; And thy free Spirit's firm support
Veceitful tales does hourly spread: 13 So I thy righteous ways
Whilst my advice shall wicked men
The offspring of thy mother's bed. 14 My guilt of blood remove,
And my glad tongue shall loudly tell
Till thou didst wickedly surmise, 15 Do thou unlock my lips,
With sorrow clos'd and shame;
And set thy sins before thine eyes. To all the world pioclaim.
To cast a gracious eye.
Shall never be despis'd.
Of thy good will assurd;
By lofty walls secur'd.
And pleasing tribute pay;
Upon thy altar lay.
Vouchsafes his favour still.
2 Thy wicked tongue doth sland Tous In guilt I was conceiv'd, and born
It wounds with treach'rous lies.
Thy tongue delights in words, by which
15 God shall for ever blast thy hopes, 8 Make me to hear with joy
And snatch thee soon away;
Nor in thy dwelling-place perinit,
6 The just, with pious fear, shall see
And thus thy fall deride:
(Who proudly God defyd,
On wicked arts rely'd.'
8 But I am like those olive-plants Its everlasting Aight.
That shade God's temple round; 12 The joy thy favour gives,
And hope with his indulgent grace Let me again obtain;
To be for ever crown'd.
9 So shall my soul, with praise, O God,13 Hark how the foe insults aloud! Extol thy wondrous love;
How fierce oppressors rage! And on thy name with patience wait; Whose sland'rous tongues, with wrath. For this thy saints approve.
ful hate, PSALM LIII.
Against my fame engage.
HE wicked fools must sure suppose 4,5 My heart is rack'd with pain; my
With fear and trembling compass'd 2 The Lord iook'd down from beav'n's round, high tow'r,
With horror quite oppress'd. The sons of men to view;
6 How often wish'd I then, that I To see if any own'd his pow'r,
The dove's swift wings could get; Or truth or justice knew.
That I might take my speedy flight, 3 But all, he saw, were backward gone, And seek a safe retreat.
Degen'rate growu and base; 7, 8 Then would I wander far from None for religion card, not one
hence, Of all the sinful race.
And in wild deserts stray, 4 Bat are those workers of deceit Till all this furious storm were spent, So dull and senseless grown,
This tempest past away. That they like bread my people eat,
PART II. And God's just pow'r disown? 5 Their causeless fear shall strangely
9 Destroy, O Lord, their ill designs,
Their counsels soon divide; grow;
For through the city my griev'd eyes And they, despis'd of God,
Have strife and rapine spy'd. Shall soon be foil'd; his hand shall throw
10 By day and night, on ev'ry wall Their shatter'd bones abroad.
They walk their constant round; 6 Would he his saving pow'r employ
And in the midst of all her strength To break our servile band,
Are grief and mischief found. Loud shouts of universal joy
11 Whoe'er through ev'ry part shall
roam, Should echo through the land.
Will fresh disorders meet;
Deceit and Guile their constant posts ORD, save me, for thy glorious name,
Maintain in ev'ry street. To judge my cause ; accept my pray’r, -2 For 'twas not any
That false reflections made , And to my words give ear.
For then I could with ease have borne 3 Mere strangers, whom I never wrongd, To ruin me design'd;
The bitter things he said :
'Twas none who hatred had profess'd, And cruel men, that fear no God,
That did against me rise; Against my soul combin'd.
For then I had withdrawn myself 4,5 But God takes part with all my
From his malicious eyes. friends, And he's the surest guard;
13, 14 But 'twas e'en thou, my guide, The God of truth shall give my foes
my friend, Their falsehood's due reward;
Whom tend'rest love did join;
Whose sweet advice I valu'd most; 8 While I my grateful off"rings bring, And sacrifice with joy ;
Whose pray’rs were mix'd with mine. And in his praise my time to come
15 Sure vengeance, equal to their crimes,
Such traitors must surprise, Delightfully employ. 7 From dreadful danger and distress
And sudden death requite those ills The Lord hath set me free;
• They wickedly devise. Through him shall I of all my foes
16, 17 But I will call on God, who stil
Shall in my aid appear;
pray; GXndeirien when I pray: LIVE ear, thou Judge of all the earth,
And he my voice shall bear.
PART IIL. Nor from thy kumule suppliant turn 18 God has releas'd my soul from those Thy glorious face away.
That did with me contend; 2 Atiend to this my sad complaint, And made a num'rous host of friends And hear my grievous moans ;
My righteous cause defend. While I my mournful case declare, 19 For he, who was my help of old, Withi artless sigbs and groane.
Shall now his suppliant hear;