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And does his gracious cov'nant write 110 Who others' rights, by secret bribes In their obedient hearts.
Or open force, invade. 15 To him I lift my eyes,
11 But I will walk in paths of truth, And wait his timely aid,
And innocence pursue; Who breaks the strong and tseacherous Protect me, therefore, and to me snare,
Thy mercies, Lord, renew. Which for my feet was laid. 12 In spite of all assaulting foes, 16 O! turn, and all my griefs,
I still maintain my ground;
And shall survive among thy saints,
Is 'saving health and light? O! from this dark and dismal state
Since strongly he my life supports, My troubled soul release!
What can my soul affright? 18 Do thou with tender eyes,
2 With fierce intent my flesh to tear, My sad affliction see;
When foes beset me round,
They stumbled, and their haughty crests
Were made to strike the ground. 19 Consider, Lord, my foes, How vast their numbers grow !
3 Through him my heart, undaunted,
dares, What lawless force and rage they use,
With mighty hosts to cope; What boundless hate they show! 20 Protect, and set my soul
Through him, in doubtful straits of wat,
For good success I hope.
4 Henceforth, within his house to dwell
I earnestly desire, My steadfast trust in thee.
His wondrous beauty there to view, 21 Let all my righteous acts
And of his will inquire. To full perfection rise;
5 For there I may with comfort rest, Because my firm and constant hope
In times of deep distress; On thee alone relies.
And safe, as on a rock, abide 22 To Israel's chosen race
In that secure recess: Continue ever kind;
6 Whilst God o'er all my haughty foes And, in the midst of all their wants,
My lofty head shall raise;
And I my joyful tribute bring.
With grateful songs of praise. FUDGE mt, O Lord, for I the paths
PART II. I cannot fail, who all my trust
7 Continue, Lord, to hear my voice, Repose on thee, my God.
Whene'er to thee I cry;
Norm nequest deny.
And made thy truth my guide. “Thy glorious face I'll always seek,' 4 I never for companions took
My grateful heart replies. The idle or profane ;.
9 Then hide not thou thy face, O Lori No hypocrite, with all his arts,
Nor me in wrath reject; Could e'er my friendship gain. My God, and Saviour, leave not him 5 I hate the busy plotting crew,
Thou didst so oft protect. Who make distracted times;
10 Though all my friends and kindred And shun their wicked company,
too, As I avoid their crimes.
Their helpless charge forsake; 6 1'll wash my hands in innocence, Yet thou, whose love excels them all, And bring a heart so pure,
Wilt care and pity take. That when thy altar I approach, 11 Instruct me in thy paths, O Lord; My welcome shall secure.
My ways directly guide; -7, 8 My thanks I'll publish there, and tell Lest envious men, who watch my steps How thy renown excels;
Should see me tread aside.
Defeat their ill desire,
Who murder make their trade; Against my eace conspire.
13 I trusted that my future life 14,5 How full of pow'r his voice appears!
Should with thy love be crown'd; With what majestic terror crown'd! Or else iny fainting soul had sunk, Which from their roots tall cedars tears, With sorrow compass'd round.
And strews their scatter'd branches 14 God's time with patient faith expect, round.
[grow, Who will inspire thy breast 16 They, and the hills on which they With inward strength: do thou thy part, Are sometimes hurry'd far away, And leave to him the rest.
And leap like hinds tbat bounding go, PSALM XXVIII.
Or unicorns in youthful play. to : 7,8 When God, in thunder loudly speaks, In sigts consume my breath; And scatter'd flames of lightning O! answer, or I shall become
sends, Like those that sleep in death. The forest nods, the desert quakes, 2 Regard my supplication, Lord, And stubborn Kadesh lowly bends. The cries that I repeat,
9 He makes the hinds to cast their With weeping eyes, and lifted bands, young, Before thy mercy-seat.
And lays the beasts' dark coverts bare; 3 Let me escape the sinners' doom, While those that to his courts belong, Who make a trade of ill,
Securely sing his praises there. And ever speak the person fair, 10,11 God rules the angry floods on high;
Whose blood they mean to spill. His boundless sway shall never cease; 4 According to their crimes' extent, His saints with strength he will supply, Let justice have its coursc;
And bless his own with constant Relentless be to them, as they
peace. Have sinn'd without remorse.
PSALM XXX. 5 Since they the works of God despise, T'LL celebrate thy praises, Lord, Nor will his grace adore;
I'Whe didn'thy pow'r employ His wrath shall utterly destroy, To raise my drooping head, and check And build them up no more.
My foes' insulting
joy. 6 But I, with due acknowledgment, 2, 3 In my distress I cry'd to thee, His praises will resound,
Who kindly didst relieve, From whom the cries of my distress, And from the grave's expecting jaws A gracious answer found.
My hopeless lite retrieve. 7 My heart its confidence repos'd 4 Thus to his courts, ye saints of his
In God, my strength and shield: With songs of praise repair; In him I trusted, and return'd
With me commemorate his truth, Triumphant from the field.
And providential care. As he hath made my joys complete, 5 His wrath has but a moment's reigns 'Tis just that I should raise
His favour no decay;
With joy's returning day. 8. His ailing pow'r supports the troops, 6 But I, in prosp'rous days presum'd;
"That my just cause maintain: No sudden change I feard; ''Twas he advanc'd me to the throne; Whilst, in my sunshine of success, "Tis he secures my reign.
No low'ring cloud appear'd. 9 Preserve thy chosen, and proceed 7 But soon I found thy favour, Lord, Thine heritage to bless;
My empire's only trust;
My honour laid in dust.
8 Then, as I vainly had presum'd, Y
My error I confess'd :
His wondrous pow'r to all declare. 9.What profit is there in my bloody 2 To his great name fresh altars raise; Oongeald by death's cold night i
Devoutly due respect afford; "Can silent ashes speak thy praise, Him in his holy teniple praise,
• Thy wondrous trutb recite? Where he's with solemn state ador'd. 10 Hear me, O Lord, in mercy kons, 3 'Tis he that, with amazing noise, Thy wonted aid extend;
The wat'ry clouds in sunder breaks; Do thou send help, on whom alone The ocean trembles at bis voice,
I can for help depend.' [scene When he from heav'n in thunder 11 'Tis done! thou hast my mournful speaks
To songs and dances turn'd;
Invested me with robes of state, 114 But still my steadfast trust
My soul with comfort knows. And, as thy favours endless are,
PART III. Thy endess praise rehearse.
15 Whate'er events betide,
Thy wi dom times them all;
From those that seek his fall.
To me. O Lord, disclose; 2 Bow down thy gracicus ear, And, as thy mercies still increase, And speedy succour send;
Preserve me from my foes, Do thou my steadfast rock appear; 17 Me from dishonour save, To shelter and defend.
Who still have call'd on thee; 3 Since thou, when foes oppress,
Let that, and silence in the grave,
The sinner's portion be.
Whose breath in lies is spent; 4 Release me from the spare,
Who false reports, with proud disdain, Which they have closely laid;
Against the righteous vent. Since I, O God, my strength, repair 19 How great thy mercies are To thee alone for aid.
To such as fear thy name, $ To thee, the God of truth,
Which thou for those that trust thy care My life, and all that's mine,
Dost to the world proclaim ! (For thou preservidst me from my 20 Thou keep'st them in thy sight, youth,)
From proud oppressors free; I willingly resign.
From tongues that do in strife delight, 6 All vain designs I hate
They are preserv'd by thee. Of those that trust in lies;
21 With glory and renown And still my soul, in every state,
God's name be ever bless'd; To God for succour flies.
Whose love in keilah's well-fenc'd town, PART II.
Was wondrously express'd ! many Those mercies thou hast shown,
22 I said, in hasty fight,
I'm bapish'd from thine eyes;' I'll cheerfully express; For thou hast seen my straits, and known Yet stiti ihou heep’st me in thy sight,
And heard'st my earnest cries. My soul in deep distress. 8 When Keilah's treacb'rous race
23 0! all ye saints, the Lord
With eager love pursue;
Who to the just will help afford,
And give the proud their due.
24 Ye Thai on God rely, 9 Thy mercy, Lord, display, And hear my just complaint;
Courageously proceed; For both my soul and flesh decay,
For he will still your hearts supply With grief and hunger faint.
With strength, in time of need. 10 Sad thoughts my life oppress;
E's blest whose sins have pardon
No more in judgment to appear; And ev'n consum'd my bones. 2 Whose guilt remission has obtain'd, 11 My toes my sufl'rings mock'd; And whose repentance is sincere. My neighbours did upbraid ;
s While I conceal'd the fretting sore, Dly friends, at sight of me, were shock'd, My bones consum'd without relief; And fied as men dismay'd.
All day did I with anguish roar; 12 Forsock by all am I,
But no complaints assuag'd my griel As dead, and out of mind;
4 Heavy on me thy hand remaind, And like a shatter'd vessel lie,
By day and night alike distress'h, Whose parts can pe'er be join'd. Till quite of vita: moisture drain’d, 13 Yet sland'rous words they speak, Like land with summer's drought op And seem my pow'r to dread,
press'd. Whilst they together counsel take, 5 No sooner I my wound disclos'd, My guiltless blood to shed.
The guilt that tortur'd me within
But thy forgiveness interpos'd,
Has chosen for his own.
Shall see remorseless sinners drown'd. From heav'n, bis throne, survey'd ;
And me with songs of triumph crown. 16, 17 No king is safe by num'rous hosts 8 In my instruction then confide, Their strength the strong deceives:
Ye that would truth's safe path descry; No manag'd horse, by force or speed,
His warlike rider saves.
bim Like men that reason have attain'd; Beholds with gracious eyes; Not like th'ungovern'd horse and mule, He frees their souls from death; their Whose fury must be curb’d and want, rein'd.
In time of dearth supplies.
The harden'd sinner shall confound; waits;
Blessings of mercy shall surround. Then, Lord, let still our hearts rejoice,
22 The riches of thy mercy, Lord,
NHROUGH all the changing scenes For well the righteous it becomes
In trouble and in joy,
My heart and tongue employ.
Till all that are distrest,
And charm their griefs to rest.
With me exalt his name:
He to my rescue came..
Desir'd success in ev'ry face
6 Behold,' say they, 'behold the man, 8,9 Let earth, and all that dwell therein, "Wbom providence reliev'd;
Before him trembling stand; "The man so dang’rously beset, For, when he spake the word, 'twas So wondrously retriev'd! made;
7 The hosts of God encamp around 'Twas fix'd at his command.
The dwellings of the just;
Who on his succour trust.
8 O! make but trial of his love,
Experience will decide
Who in his truth confide.
Have nothing else to fear :
Make you his service your delight, And such as did my harm devise,
Be to confusion brought. 10 While hungry liens lack their prey, 5 Then shall they fly, dispers'd like chafi The Lord will food provide
Before the driving wind;
Shall follow close behind.
6 And wben, through dark and slipp'ry
ways 11 Approach, ye piously dispos’d,
They strive his rage to shun,
His vengeful ministers of wrath
Shall goad them as they run. Of his religious fear. 12 Let him who length of life desires,
17 Since, unprovok'd by any wrong,
They hid their treach'rous snare; And prosp'rous days would see, 13 From sland'ring language keep his And, for my harmless soul, a pít
Did without cause, prepare ; tongue;
8 Surpris'd hy mischsefs unforeseen, His lips from falsehood free; 14 The crooked paths of vice decline, Their feet shall fall into the net
By their own arts betray'd, And virtue's ways pursue;
Which they for me had laid : Establish peace, where 'tis begun;
9 Whilst my glad soul shall God's great And where 'tis lost, renew.
name 15 The Lord from heav'n beholds the
For this deliv'rance bless, just With favourable eyes;
And, by his saving health secur'd, And, wben distress'd, his gracious ear
Its gratcful joy express.
10 My very bones shall say, 'O Lord, Is open to their cries; 16 But turns his wrathful look on those who sett'st the poor and helpless man
Who can compare with thee?
From strong oppressors free.'
PART II. Blot out their hated name.
11 False witnesses, with forg'd com 17 Deliv'rance to his saints he gives, When his relief they crave;
plaints, 18 He's nigh to heal the broken heart, and to my charge such things they laid,
Against my truth combin'd; And contrite spirit save. 19 'The wicked oft, but still in vain,
As I had ne'er design'd. Against the just conspire;
12 The good which I to them had done,
With evil they repaid; 20 For under their affliction's weight
And did, by malice undeservid, He keeps their bones entire. 21 The wicked, from their wicked arts, 13 But as for me, when they were sick,
My harmless life invade.
I still in sackcloth mourn'd;
To my own breast return'd. 22 For God preserves the souls of those Who on his truth depend;
14 Had they my friends or brethren
been, To them, and their posterity,
I could have done no more;
Nor with more decent signs of grief
A mother's loss deplore.
prove, O Lord, assert my right;
In times of my distress!
Did savage joy express.
By their example caine;
To wound my spotless fame.
And earn their bread with lies,
jests And will preserve thee still.'
Maliciously devise. At them with shame be cover'd o'er, 17 But, Lord, how long wilt thou look on? homy destruction sought;