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17 Afham'd, and troubled let them be,

Troubled, and fham'd for ever, Ever confounded, and fo die

With fhame, and fcape it never.

18 Then shall they know that thou whose name 65 Jehovah is alone,

Art the most high, and thou the fame
O'er all the earth art one.

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W lovely are thy dwellings fair!
O Lord of Hofts, how dear

The pleafant tabernacles are,
Where thou doft dwell fo near!

2 My foul doth long and almost die
Thy courts O Lord to fee,

My heart and flesh aloud do cry,

O living God, for thee.

3 There ev'n the fparrow freed from wrong

Hath found a house of rest,

The swallow there, to lay her young

Hath built her brooding neft,

Ev'n by thy altars, Lord of Hosts,

They find their fafe abode,

And home they fly from round the coafts,

Toward thee, my King, my God. 4 Happy, who in thy house refide, Where thee they ever praise,

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5 Happy, whose strength in thee doth bide, And in their hearts thy ways.

6 They pass through Baca's thirsty vale,

That dry and barren ground,

As through a fruitful watry dale

Where springs and show'rs abound.

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7 They journey on from strength to ftrength 25.

With joy and gladfome chear,

Till all before our God at length

In Sion do appear.

8 Lord God of Hofts hear now my prayer,

O Jacob's God give ear,

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9 Thou God our fhield look on the face

Of thy anointed dear.

10 For one day in thy courts to be

Is better, and more bleft,

Than in the joys of vanity
A thousand days at beft.
I in the temple of my God

Had rather keep a door,

Than dwell in tents, and rich abode,

With fin for evermore.

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11 For God the Lord both fun and fhield

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Gives grace and glory bright,

No good from them shall be withheld

Whose ways are just and right.

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12 Lord God of Hosts that reign'st on high,

That man is truly blest, Who only on thee doth rely,

And in thee only rest.

PSAL.

LXXXV.

HY land to favor graciously

1THY Thou haft not Lord been flack,

Thou haft from hard captivity
Returned Jacob back. ·

2 Th' iniquity thou didst forgive
That wrought thy people woe,
And all their fin, that did thee grieve,

Haft hid where none shall know.

3 Thine anger all thou hadft remov'd,

And calmly didst return

From thy + fierce wrath which we had prov'd

Far worse than fire to burn.

4 God of our faving health and peace,

Turn us, and us restore,

Thine indignation cause to cease

Toward us, and chide no more.

5 Wilt thou be angry without end, For ever angry thus,

Wilt thou thy frowning ire extend

From age to age on us?

6 Wilt thou not ‡ turn, and hear our voice,

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And us again revive, Heb. turn to quicken us.

+ Heb. The burning heat of thy wrath.

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And life in us renew.

8 And now what God the Lord will speak,

I will go ftrait and hear,

For to his people he speaks peace,

And to his faints full dear,

To his dear faints he will speak peace,

But let them never more

Return to folly, but furceafe
To trefpafs as before.

9 Surely to fuch as do him fear

Salvation is at hand,

And glory fhall ere long appear

To dwell within our land.

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10 Mercy and Truth that long were miss'd

Now joyfully are met,

Sweet Peace and Righteousness have kiss'd,

And hand in hand are fet.

11 Truth from the earth, like to a flow'r,

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Shall bud and bloffom then,

And Justice from her heav'nly bow'r

Look down on mortal men.

12 The Lord will alfo then bestow

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Whatever thing is good,

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Our land fhall forth in plenty throw

Her fruits to be our food.

13 Before him Righteousness shall go His royal harbinger,

Then will he come, and not be flow,

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His footsteps cannot err.

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PSAL. LXXXVI.

'HY gracious ear, O Lord, incline,
O hear me I thee pray,

For I am poor, and almost pine

With need, and fad decay.

2 Preserve my foul, for † I have trod
Thy ways, and love the just,
Save thou thy fervant, O my God,
Who still in thee doth truft.

3 Pity me, Lord, for daily thee

I call ; 4. O make rejoice

Thy fervant's foul; for Lord to thee

I lift my foul and voice.

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*Heb. He will fet his fleps to the way.

+ Heb. I am good, loving, a doer of good and holy things.

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