19 For he from heaven the sad estate
Of longing souls with pity views;
To hungry souls, that pant for meat,
His goodness daily food renews.
PART II.

10 Some lie, with darkness compass'd
round,

In death's uncomfortable shade, And with unwieldy fetters bound, By pressing cares more heavy made. 11, 12 Because God's counsels they de fy'd,

And lightly prized his holy word, un-With these afflictions they were try'd;

Nor could a peopled city find;
Till quite with thirst and hunger spent,
Their fainting souls within them
pined.

6 Then soon to God's indulgent ear

Did they their mournful cry address; Who graciously vouchsafed to hear,

And freed them from their deep dis

7 From crooked paths he led them forth, 21
And in the certain way did guide
To wealthy towns of great resort,
Where all their wants were well sup-And
ply'd.

8 0 then that all the earth with me

Would God, for this his goodness, 22 With offerings let his altar flame,

Throughout the wond'ring world dis-And with loud joy his holy name,

t

PART IV.

28, 24 They that in ships, with courage

bold,

O'er swelling waves their trade pursue, Do God's amazing works behold,

And in the deep his wonders view. 25 No sooner his command is past, Than forth the dreadful tempest flies, Which sweeps the sea with rapid haste, And makes the stormy billows rise. 26 Sometimes the ships, toss'd up to heav'n,

On tops of mountain waves appear; Then down the steep abyss are driv'n,

Whilst ev'ry soul dissolves with fear. 27 They reel and stagger to and fro, Like men with fumes of wine oppress'd; Nor do the skilful seamen know Which way to steer, what course is best. 28 Then straight to God's indulgent ear They do their mournful cry address; Who graciously vouchsafes to hear, And frees them from their deep distress. 29, 30 He does the raging storm appease, And makes the billows calm and still; With joy they see their fury cease,

And their intended course fulfil. 31 0 then that all the earth with me Would God, for this his goodness, praise;

And for the mighty works which he Throughout the wond'ring world displays!

32 Let them, where all the tribes re

sort,

Advance to heaven his glorious name,
And in the elders' sov'reign court,

With one consent his praise proclaim.
PART V.

33, 34 A fruitful land, where streams
abound,

God's just revenge, if people sin, Will turn to dry and barren ground, To punish those that dwell therein. 35, 36 The parch'd and desert heath he makes

To flow with streams and springing weils,

Which for his lot the hungry takes,

And in strong cities safely dwells.

37, 38 He sows the field, the vineyard plants,

Which gratefully his toil repay; Nor can, whilst God his blessing grants, His fruitful seed or stock decay. 39 But when his sins heaven's wrath provoke,

His health and substance fade away; He feels th' oppressor's galling yoke, And is of grief the wretched prey. 40 The prince that slights what God commands,

posed to scorn, must quit his throne

And over wild and desert lands,

Where no path offers, stray alone: 41 Whilst God, from all afflicting cares, Sets up the humble man on high, And makes, in time, his num'rous heirs With his increasing flocks to vie. 42, 43 Then sinners shall have nought to

say,

The just a decent joy shall show; The wise these strange events shall weigh,

And thence God's goodness fully know.
PSALM CVIII.

My

2

God, my heart is fully bent
To magnify thy name;

tongue with cheerful songs of praise Shall celebrate thy fame.

Awake, my lute; nor thou, my harp,
Thy warbling notes delay;
Whilst I with early hymns of joy
Prevent the dawning day.

3

To all the list'ning tribes, O Lord,
Thy wonders I will tell,
And to those nations sing thy praise,
That round about us dwell;
4 Because thy mercy's boundless height
The highest heaven transcends,
And far beyond th' aspiring clouds
Thy faithful truth extends.

5 Be thou, O God, exalted high
Above the starry frame;

And let the world, with one consent,
Confess thy glorious name.

6 That all thy chosen people thee
Their Saviour may declare;

Let thy right hand protect me still,
And answer thou my prayer.

7 Since God himself hath said the word,
Whose promise cannot fail,
With joy I Sechem will divide,

And measure Succoth's vale.'
8 Gilead is mine, Manasseh too,

And Ephraim owns my cause; Their strength my regal power sup ports,

And Judah gives my laws.

9 Moab I'll make my servile drudge,
On vanquish'd Edom tread;

And through the proud Philistine lands
My conq'ring banners spread.
10 By whose support and aid shal! I
Their well-fenced city gain?
Who will my troops securely lead

Through Edom's guarded plain?
11 Lord, wilt not thou assist our arms,
Which late thou didst forsake?
And wilt not thou of these our hosts

Once more the guidance take?
12 0 to thy servant in distress

Thy speedy succour send;
For vain it is on human aid
For safety to depend.

13 Then valiant acts shall we perform,
If thou thy pow'r disclose;
For God it is, and God alone,

That treads down all our foes.

PSALM CIX.

God, whose former mercies make
My constant praise thy due,
Hold not thy peace, but my sad state
With wonted favour view:

2 For sinful men, with lying lips,

Deceitful speeches frame,

And with their study'd slander seek
To wound my spotless fame.

3 Their restless hatred prompts them
still

Malicious lies to spread;

And all against my life combine,
By causeless fury led.

4 Those whom with tend'rest love I used,
My chief opposers are;
Whilst I, of other friends bereft,
Resort to thee by prayer.

5 Since mischief, for the good I did,
Their strange reward does prove,
And hatred's the return they make
For undissembled love:

6 Their guilty leaders shall be made
To some ill man a slave;

And, when he's try'd, his mortal foe,
For his accuser have.

7 His guilt, when sentence is pronounced,
Shall meet a dreadful fate,
Whilst his rejected prayer but serves
His crimes to aggravate.

8 He, snatch'd by some untimely fate,
Sha'nt live out half his days;
Another, by divine decree,

Shall on his office seize.

9, 10 His seed shall orphans be, his wife
A widow, plunged in grief;
His vagrant children beg their bread,
Where none can give relief.

11 His ill-got riches shall be made
To usurers a prey;

The fruit of all his toil shall be

By strangers borne away.

12 None shall be found that to his wants Their mercy will extend,

Or to his helpless orphan seed

The least assistance lend.

13 A swift destruction soon shall seize
On his unhappy race;

And the next age his hated name
Shall utterly deface.

14 The vengeance of his father's sins
Upon his head shall fall;

God on his mother's crimes shall think,
And punish him for all.

15 All these, in horrid order rank'd,
Before the Lord shall stand,

Till his fierce anger quite cuts off
Their mem'ry from the land.

PART II.

16 Because he mercy never show'd,
But still the poor oppress'd;
And sought to slay the helpless man,
With heavy woes distress'd:
17 Therefore the curse he loved to vent,
Shall his own portion prove;
And blessing, which he still abhor'd,
Shall far from hin remove.

18 Since he in cursing took such pride,
Like water it shall spread

Through all his veins, and stick like oil,
With which his bones are fed.

19 This, like a poison'd robe, shall still
His constant covering be,

Or an envenom❜d belt, from which
He never shall be free.

20 Thus shall the Lord reward all those
That ill to me design;

That with malicious false reports
Against my life combine.

21 But for thy glorious name, O God,
Do thou deliver me;

And for thy plenteous mercy's sake,
Preserve and set me free.

22 For I, to utmost straits reduced,
Am void of all relief;

My heart is wounded with distress,

And quite pierced through with grief. 23 I like an evening shade decline, Which vanishes apace;

Like locusts, up and down I'm toss'd,
And have no certain place.
24, 25 My knees with fasting are grown
weak,

My body lank and lean;

All that behold me shake their heads,
And treat me with disdain.

26, 27 But for thy mercy's sake, O Lord,
Do thou my foes withstand;
That all may see 'tis thy own act,
The work of thy right hand.

28 Then let them curse, so thou but bless;
Let shame the portion be
Of all that my destruction seek,
While I rejoice in thee.

29 My foes shall with disgrace be clothed
And spite of all his pride,
His own confusion, like a cloak,
The guilty wretch shall hide.
30 But I to God, in grateful thanks,
My cheerful voice will raise;
And where the great assembly meets,
Set forth his noble praise.

31 For him the poor shall always find
Their sure and constant friend;
And he shall from unrighteous dooms
Their guiltless souls defend.

THE

PSALM CX.

THE Lord unto my Lord thus spake, 'Til I thy foes thy footstool make, 2Sit thou in state at my right hand:

Supreme in Sion thou shalt be, And all thy proud opposers see 'Subjected to thy just command. 3 Thee, in thy power's triumphant day,

The willing nations shall obey:

And, when thy rising beams they
view,

• Shall all, redeem'd from error's night,
Appear as numberless and bright
"As crystal drops of morning dew.'
4 The Lord hath sworn, nor sworn in
vain,

That, like Melchisedech's, thy reign
And priesthood shall no period know:
5 No proud competitor to sit
At thy right hand will he permit,

But in his wrath crown'd heads o'er-4 The soul that's fill'd with virtue's

PRAISE ye the Lord; our God to Unmoved shall he maintain his ground

2 His works, for greatness though re-8 On safety's rock he sits and sees

The shipwreck of his enemies.

are 9 His hands, while they his alms he stow'd,

W nrich'd with their oppressor's

HEN Israel, by th' Almighty led, But those who on their help rely,

When danger does approach the fold? MY soul with grateful thoughts of Why after you the bills, like lambs