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4 Such guests shall to thy courts be led, To banquet on thy love's repast; And drink, as from a fountain's head, Of joys that shall for ever last. 5 With thee the springs of life remain, Thy presence is eternal day; O let thy saints thy favor gain,

To upright hearts thy truth display.

PSALM 31.

From the xxxvii. Psalm of David. II. 2.

PART 1.

But he was gone as swift as thought;
And, though in every place I sought,
No sign or track of rack of him I found.
2 Observe the perfect man with care,
And mark all such as upright are;

Their roughest days in peace shall end
While on the latter end of those
Who dare GOD's sacred will oppose,
A common ruin shall attend.
3 GOD to the just will aid afford,
Their only safeguard is the LORD,
Their strength in time of need is he :
Because on him they still depend,

1 THOUGH wicked men grow rich or The LORD will tinely succor send,

great,

Yet let not their successful state
Thy anger or thy envy raise;
For they, cut down like tender grass,
Or like young flowers away shall pass,
Whose blooming beauty soon decays.

2 Depend on God, and him obey,
So thou within the land shalt stay,

Secure from danger and from want: Make his commands thy chief delight, And he, thy duty to requite,

Shall all thy earnest wishes grant. 3 In all thy ways trust thou the LORD, And he will needful help afford,

To perfect every just design; He 'll make like light, serene and clear, Thy clouded innocence appear,

And as a mid-day sun to shine. 4 With quiet mind on God depend, And patiently for him attend,

Nor envy the success of crime; For God will sinful men destroy, Whilst they his presence shall enjoy, Who trust on him, and wait his time.

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1 THE good man's way is GOD's delight: He orders all the steps aright

Of him that moves by his command; Though he sometimes may be distress'd, Yet shalt he ne'er be quite oppress'd,

For Gon upholds him with his hand. 2 With caution shun each wicked deed, In virtue's ways with zeal proceed,

And so prolong your happy days; For GOD, who judgment loves, does still Preserve nis saints secure from ill,

While soon the wicked race decays. The upright shall possess the land, His portion shall for ages stand;

His mouth with wisdom is supplied, His tongue by rules of judgment moves, His heart the law of God approves; Therefore his footsteps never slide.

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And from the wicked set them free.

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From the xxxviii. Psalm of David.

1 THY chast'ning wrath, O LORD, restrain,
Though I deserve it all;
Nor let on me the heavy storm
Of thy displeasure fall.

2 My sins, which to a deluge swell,
My sinking head o'erflow,
And, for my feeble strength to bear,
Too vast a burden grow.

3 But, LORD, before thy searching eyes
All my desires appear;
The groanings of my burden'd soul
Have reach'd thine open ear.

4 Forsake me not, O LORD, my GOD
Nor far from me depart;
Make haste to my relief, O thou
Who my salvation art.

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From the xxxix. Psalm of David.

1 LORD, let me know my term of days.
How soon my life will end:
The numerous train of ills disclose,
Which this frail state attend.

2 My life, thou know'st, is but a span,
A cipher sums my years;
And every man, in best estate,
But vanity appears.

3 Man, like a shadow, vainly walks,
With fruitless cares oppress'd;
He heaps up wealth, but cannot tell
By whom 't will be possess'd.
4 Why then should I on worthless toys
With anxious cares attend?
On thee alone my steadfast hope
Shall ever, LORD, depend.
5 LORD, hear my cry, accept my tears,
And listen to my prayer,
Who sojourn like a stranger here,
As all my fathers were.
6 O spare me yet a little time;
My wasted strength restore,
Before I vanish quite from hence,
And shall be seen no more.

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1 AS pants the wearied hart for cooling That sinks exhausted in the summer's chase,

So pants my soul for thee, great King of kings, So thirsts to reach thy sacred dwellingplace.

2 Why throb, my heart? why sink, my sadd'ning soul?

Why droop to earth, with various woes oppress'd?

My years shall yet in blissful circles roll, And peace be yet an inmate of this breast.

3 LORD, thy sure mercies, ever in my sight, My heart shall gladden through the tedi

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1 LET me with light and truth be bless'd; Be these iny guides to lead the way Till on thy holy hill I rest,

And in thy sacred temple pray.
2 Then will I there fresh altars raise
To GOD, who is my only joy;
And well-tuned harps, with songs of praise,
Shall all my grateful hours employ.

3 Why then cast down, my soul? and why
So much oppress'd with anxious care?
On GoD, thy God, for aid rely,
Who will thy ruin'd state repair.
PSALM 39.
С. М.

Frein the xlv. Psalm of David.

1 WHILE I the King's loud praise rehearse, Indited by my heart,

My tongue is like the pen of him
That writes with ready art.

2 How matchless is thy form, O King!
Thy mouth with grace o'erflows;
Because fresh blessings GOD on thee
Eternally bestows.

$ Gird on thy sword, most mighty prince; And clad in rich array,

Witn glorious ornaments of power,
Majestic pomp display.

4 Ride on in state, and still protect
The neek, the just, and true;

Whilst thy right hand, with swift revenge, Does all thy foes pursue.

5 How sharp thy weapons are to them That dare thy power despise ! Down, down they fall, while through their The piercing arrow flies. [heart

6 But thy firm throne, O GOD, is fix'd,
For ever to endure;

Thy sceptre's sway shall always last,
By righteous laws secure.

7 Because thy heart, by justice led,
Did upright ways approve,
And hated still the crooked paths
Where wand'ring sinners rove:
8 Therefore did GOD, thy GOD, on thee
The oil of gladness shed;
And has, above thy fellows round,

Advanced thy lofty head.
PSALM 40.

II. 2.

From the xlvi. Psalm of David.

1 GOD is our refuge in distress,
A present help when dangers press,
In him, undaunted, we'll confide;
Though earth were from her centre tost,
And mountains in the ocean lost,

Torn piece-meal by the roaring tide. 2 A gentler stream with gladness still The city of our LORD shall fill,

The royal seat of GOD most high: GoD dwells in Sion, whose fair towers Shalı mock th' assaults of earthly powers, While his almighty aid is nigh.

13 Submit to God's almighty sway, For him the Heathen shall obey,

And earth her sovereign LORD confess. The God of hosts conducts our arms.

Our tower of refuge in alarms,
As to our fathers in distress.

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From the xlviii. Psalm of David.

1 THE LORD, the only GOD, is great,
And greatly to be praised
In Sion, on whose happy mount
His sacred throne is raised.

2 In Sion we have seen perform'd
A work that was foretold,

In pledge that God, for times to come,
His city will uphold.

3 Let Sion's mount with joy resound;
Her daughters all be taught
In songs his judginents to extol,
Who this deliv'rance wrought.
4 Compass her walls in solemn pomp,
Your eyes quite round her cast;
Count all her towers, and see if there
You find one stone displaced.
5 Her forts and palaces survey,
Observe their order well;
That to the ages yet to come
His wonders you may tell.
6 This GOD is ours and will be ours,
Whilst we in him confide;
Who, as he has preserved us now,
Till death will ill be be our guide.

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2 Our God shall come, and keep no more 18 Blot out my crying sins, Misconstrued silence as before,

But wasting flames before him send; Around shall tempests fiercely rage, Whilst he does heaven and earth engage

His just tribunal to attend. 3 Assemble all my saints to me, (Thus runs the great divine decree,) That in my lasting covenant live, And offerings bring with constant care: The heavens his justice shall declare, For God himself shall sentence give.

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1 ATTEND, my people; Israel, hear; Thy strong accuser I 'H appear;

Thy GOD, thine only God am I:
'T is not of offerings I complain,
Which, daily in my temple slain,
My sacred altar did supply.

2 The sacrifices I require
Are hearts which love and zeal inspire,
And vows with strictest care made good:
In time of trouble call on me,
And I will set thee safe and free,

And thou shalt praise thy gracious GOD.
3 Consider this, ye thoughtless men!
My vengeance shall not fall in vain,
And none will dare your cause to own:
Who praises me due honor gives,
And to the man that justly lives

My strong salvation shall be shown.

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From the li. Psalm of Dazic.

1 HAVE mercy, LORD, on me,
As thou wert ever kind;
Let me, oppress'd with loads of guilt,
Thy wonted mercy find.
2 Wash off my foul offence,

And cleanse me from my sin;
For I confess my crime, and see
How great my guilt has been.

3 Against thee, LORD, alone, And only in thy sight,

Have I transgress'd; and, though condemn'd,
Must own thy judgment right.

4 In guilt each part was form'd
Of all this sinful frame;
In guilt I was conceived, and born
The heir of sin and shame.
5 Yet, LORD, thy searching eye
Does inward truth require;
And secretly with wisdom's laws
My soul thou wilt inspire.

6 Wit hyssop purge me, LORD,
And so I clean shall be:
I shall with snow in whiteness vie,
When purified by thee.
7 Make me to hear with joy
Thy kind forgiving voice:

That so the bones which thou hast broke
May with fresh strength rejoice.

Nor me in anger view:
Create in me a heart that 's clean,
An upright mind renew.

9 Withdraw not thou thy help,
Nor cast me from thy sight;
Nor let thy Holy Spirit take
His everlasting flight.

10 The joy thy favor gives
Let me, O LORD, regain,
And thy free Spirit's firm support
My fainting soul sustain.

11 So I thy righteous ways
To sinners will impart;
Whilst my advice shall wicked men
To thy just laws convert.

12 Could sacrifice atone,

Whole flocks and herds should die; But on such off'rings thou disdain'st To cast a gracious eye.

13 A broken spirit is

By GOD most highly prized; By him a broken, contrite heart, Shall never be despised.

14 Let Sion favor find,

Of thy good will assured;
And thy own city flourish long,
By lofty walls secured.

15 The just shall then attend,
And pleasing tribute pay;
And sacrifice of choicest kind
Upon thy altar lay.

PSALM 45.

С. М.

From the lv. Psalm of David.

1 GIVE ear, thou Judge of all the earth, And listen when I pray;

Nor from thy humble suppliant turn

Thy glorious face away.

2 My heart is pain'd; the shades of death
Their terrors round me spread;
While fearful tremblings seize my breast,
Horrors o'erwhelm my head.

3 And thus I breathe my heavy sigh
To Him who hears above;
"O that my soul on wings could fly,
And emulate the dove!

4 "Swift 1'd escape, and flee afar,
Some secret place to find,
Hide from the worlds distracting care,
And rest my weary mind.

5 " I'd wing my everlasting fight,
Bidding the world farewell,
From sin and strife, to realms of light,
Where peace and quiet dwell."

6 Thus will 1 call on GOD, who still
Shall in my aid appear;

At morn, at noon, at night I'll pray,
And he my voice shall hear.

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15 Though mercy is his darling grace, In which he chiefly takes delight; Yet he will all the human race

1 LORD! though at times surprised by According to their works requite.

fear,

Ou danger's first alarm,

Yetill for succor I depend

On thy almighty arm.

2 Goo's faithful promise I shall praise,

On which I now rely;

In GOD I trust, and, trusting him,

The arm of flesh defy.

3 I'll trust God's word, and so despise,

The force that man can raise;

To thee, O GOD, my vows are due,

To thee I'll render praise.

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For thee my thirsty soul does pant; My fainting flesh implores thy grace, As in a dry and barren place, ere I refreshing waters want. 20! to my longing eyes, once more, That view of glorious power restore, Which thy majestic house displays.

4 Thou hast retrieved my soul from death, Because to me thy wondrous love

And thou wilt still secure

The life thou hast so oft preserved,

And make my footsteps sure:

5 That thus, protected by thy power,

I may this light enjoy;
And in the service of my GOD
My lengthen'd days employ.

PSALM 47.

L. M.

From the lvii. Psalm of David.

10 GOD, my heart is fix'd, 't is bent, Its thankful tribute to present; And, with my heart, my voice I'll raise To thee, my GOD, in songs of praise. 2 Awake, my glory; harp and lute, No longer let your strings be mute: And I, my tuneful part to take, Will with the early dawn awake. 3 Thy praises, LORD, I will resound To all the list'ning nations round: Thy mercy highest heaven transcends, Thy truth beyond the clouds extends. 4 Be thou, O GOD, exalted high; And as thy glory fills the sky, So let it be on earth display'd, 'Till thou art here, as there, obey'd.

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From the lxii. Psalm of David.

I MY soul, for help on God rely,
On him alone thy trust repose;
My rock and health will strength supply,
To bear the shock of all my foes.
2 GOD does his saving health dispense,
And flowing blessings daily send:
He is my fortress and defence,

On hin my soul shall still depend.
3 In him, ye people, always trust;
Before his throne pour out your hearts:
For GOD, the merciful and just,
His timely aid to us imparts.

4 The LORD has oft his will express'd,
And I this truth have fully known;
To be of boundless power possess'd,
Belongs of right to God alone

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Than life itself does dearer prove,
My lips shall always speak thy praise.
3 My life, while I that life enjoy,
In blessing GOD. I will employ,
With lifted hands adore his name:
As with its choicest food supplied,
My soul shall be full satisfied

While I with joy his praise proclaim.
4 When down I lie, sweet sleep to find
Thou, LORD, art present to my mind,
And when I wake in dead of night,
Because thou still dost succor bring,
Beneath the shadow of thy wing
I rest with safety and delight.

PSALM 50.

From the 1xv. Psalm of David. PART I. L. M.

1 FOR thee, O GOD, our constant praise In Sion waits, thy chosen seat; Our promised altars there we 'll raise, And all our zealous vows complete. 2 Thou! who to every humble prayer, Dost always bend thy list'ning ear, To thee shall all mankind repair, And at thy gracious throne appear. 3 Our sins, though numberless, in vain To stop thy flowing mercy try; Whilst thou o'erlook'st the guilty stain, And washest out the crimson dye. 4 Blest is the man, who near thee placed. Within thy sacred dwelling lives! 'T is there abundantly we taste The vast delights thy temple gives.

PART II. L. M.

1 LORD! from thy unexhausted store,
Thy rain relieves the thirsty ground,
Makes lands, that barren were before,
With corn and useful fruits abound.

2 On rising ridges down it pours,
And every furrow'd valley fills.
Thou mak'st them soft with gentle showers
In which a blest increase distils.

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