Afylum. 9 PSALM LX. DESTROY us not in wrath, O Lord! Forgive our fins, thy peace afford! Our strength, which as the earth did ftand, O heal the breaches Thou haft made! See and regard thy fervants fears, Though once the path of fin we trod, Go forth!—our fainting hearts fustain ! Fresh strength and courage God bestows; Ilington. PSALM LXII. FROM God above my fafety flows, My foul for help on Him relies : God fhall his faving health dispense; On Him my foul fhall ftill depend, In Him, ye people, alway trust! His timely aid to man imparts. hearts! Illington. In might to reign, in pow'r t'excel, PSALM Innocents. Heet LXIII. O GOD! to Thee I lift my eyes ; E'er yet the early dawn arise, To Thee my thirsty foul fhall fly: With no refreshing waters nigh. Because to me thy wondrous love In bleffing God I will employ, And fongs of endless glory raife. Continued. My foul, when finking in despair, Can bring no praise before thy throne. Nightly, when fleep my eyelid folds, To me thou God alone fhalt be. |