1 1T PSALM 23. HE Lord himself, the mighty Lord, The Shepherd, by whose constant care 2 In tender grass he makes me feed, Then leads me to cool shades, and where 3 He does my wandering soul reclaim, 4 I pass the gloomy vale of death, 5 In presence of my spiteful foe He crowns my cup with cheerful wine, 6 Since God doth thus his wondrous love 1 That life to him I will devote, TH PSALM 24. HE spacious earth is all the Lord's, The world, and they that dwell therein, 2 He framed and fixed it on the seas, 3 But for himself, this Lord of all 4 The man, whose hands and heart are pure, Whose thoughts from pride are free, Who honest poverty prefers 5 This, this is he, on whom the Lord 6 Such is the race of saints, by whom 7 Erect your heads, eternal gates; The King of glory: see! he comes, 8 Who is the King of glory? who? 9 Erect your heads, ye gates; unfold The King of glory: see! he comes, 10 Who is the King of glory? who? PSALM 25. O God, in whom I trust, 1, 2 Ti Τ I lift my heart and voice; O! let me not be put to shame, 3 Those who on thee rely Let no disgrace attend; Be that the shameful lot of such As wilfully offend. 4, 5 To me thy truth impart, And lead me in thy way; For thou art he that brings me help; On thee I wait all day. 6 Thy mercies and thy love, O Lord, recall to mind; And graciously continue still, And, for thy wondrous goodness' sake, 8 His mercy, and his truth, The righteous Lord displays, 9 He those in justice guides, And in his sacred paths shall lead 10 Through all the ways of God PART II. 11 Since mercy is the grace, That most exalts thy fame, 12 Whoe'er, with humble fear, To God his duty pays, Shall find the Lord a faithful Guide, In all his righteous ways. 13 His quiet soul with peace Shall be for ever blessed, And by his numerous race the land 14 For God to all his saints His secret will imparts, And does his gracious covenant write 15 To him I lift my eyes, And wait his timely aid, Who breaks the strong and treacherous snare Which for my feet was laid. 16 O! turn, and all my griefs, In mercy, Lord, redress; For I am compassed round with woes, 17 The sorrows of my heart To mighty sums increase; 18 Do thou, with tender eyes, Acquit me, Lord, and from my guilt 19 Consider, Lord, my foes, How vast their numbers grow; 20 Protect, and set my soul From their fierce malice free; 21 Let all my righteous acts Because my firm and constant hope On thee alone relies. 22 To Israel's chosen race 1 Continue ever kind, And, in the midst of all their wants, PSALM 26. JUDGE me, O Lord, for I the paths JUD Of righteousness have trod; I cannot fail, who all my trust Repose on thee, my God. 2, 3 Search thou my heart, whose innocence Will shine the more 'tis tried; For I have kept thy grace in view, 4 I never for companions took No hypocrite, with all his arts, Could e'er my friendship gain. 5 I hate the busy plotting crew, Who make distracted times; And shun their wicked company, 6 I'll wash my hands in innocence, 7, 8 My thanks I'll publish there, and tell 9 Pass not on me the sinners' doom, 11 But I will walk in paths of truth, 12 In spite of all assaulting foes, 1 W PSALM 27. HOM should I fear, since God to me Since strongly he my life supports, 2 With fierce intent my flesh to tear, They stumbled, and their haughty crests 3 Through him my heart, undaunted, dares Through him, in doubtful straits of war, 4 Henceforth, within his house to dwell His wondrous beauty there to view, 5 For there I may with comfort rest, |