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18 Thus, Lord, thy wondrous strength My heart dissolves within my breast,

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And thus exalt thy fame; Whilst we glad songs of praise compose To thy Almighty name.

PSALM XXII.

MY God, my God, why leav'st thou me

When I with anguish faint?
O! why so far from me remov'd,
And from my loud complaint?
2 All day, but all the day unheard,
To thee do I complain;
With cries implore relief all night,
But cry all night in vain.

3 Yet thou art still the righteous Judge Of innocence oppress'd;

And therefore Israel's praises are
Of right to thee address'd.
4, 5 On thee our ancestors rely'd,
And thy deliv'rance found;
With pious confidence they pray'd,
And with success were crown'd.
6 But I am treated like a worm;
Like none of human birth;
Not only by the great revil'd,
But made the rabble's mirth.
7 With laughter all the gazing crowd
My agonies survey;

They shoot the lip, they shake the head,
And thus deriding say:

8 In God he trusted, boasting oft

That he was heaven's delight; 'Let God come down to save him now, 'And own his favourite."

PART II.

9 Thou mad'st my teeming mother's womb

A living offspring bear;

When but a suckling at the breast,
I was thy early care.

0 Thou, guardian-like, didst shield from wrongs

My helpless infant days;

And since hast been my God, and guide,
Through life's bewilder'd ways.
11 Withdraw not then so far from me,
When trouble is so nigh;

O send me help! thy help, on which
I only can rely.

12 High-pamper'd bulls, a frowning

herd,

From Basan's forest met,

With strength proportion'd to their

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Like wax before the flame. 15 My strength, like potter's earth,

parch'd;

My tongue cleaves to my jaws;
And to the silent shades of death
My fainting soul withdraws.
16 Like blood-hounds, to surround m
they

In pack'd assemblies meet:
They pierc'd my inoffensive hands;
They pierc'd my harmless feet.
17 My body's rack'd, till all my bones,
Distinctly may be told;

Yet such a spectacle of woe
As pastime they behold.
18 As spoil, my garments they divide,
Lots for my vesture cast;
19 Therefore approach, O Lord, my
strength,

And to my succour haste.

20 From their sharp swords protect tho

me,

Of all but life bereft;

Nor let my darling in the power
Of cruel dogs be left.

21 To save me from the lion's jaws,
Thy present succour send;
As once, from goring unicorns,
Thou didst my life defend.
22 Then to my brethren I'll declare
The triumphs of thy name;
In presence of assembled saints
Thy glory thus proclaim:
23 Ye worshippers of Jacob's God,
All you of Israel's line,

O praise the Lord, and to your praise
Sincere obedience join.

24 He ne'er disdain'd on low distress
To cast a gracious eye;
Nor turn'd from poverty his face,
'But hears its humble cry?
PART IV.

25 Thus, in thy sacred courts, will
My cheerful thanks express;
In presence of thy saints perform

The vows of my distress.
26 The meek companions of my grief
Shall find my table spread;
And all that seek the Lord shall be
With joys immortal fed.
27 Then shall the glad converted world
To God their homage pay;
And scatter'd nations of the earth
One sov❜reign Lord obey,

13 They gape on me, and every mouth 28 'Tis his supreme prerogative

A yawning grave appears;

The desert lion's savage roar
Less dreadful is than theirs.
PART III.

14 My blood like water's spill'd,

joints

Are rack'd and out of frame;

my

O'er subject kings to reign;

'Tis just that he should rule the world

Who does the world sustain.

29 The rich, who are with plenty fed His bounty must confess;

The sons of want, by him relier'd,
Their gen'rous Patron bless.

ith humble worship to his throne They all for aid resort;

hat pow'r, which first their beings gave,

Can only them support.

31 Then shall a chosen spotless race, Devoted to his name,

their admiring heirs his truth, And glorious acts, proclaim.

PSALM XXIII.

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en leads me to cool shades, and where tefreshing water flows.

ole does my wand'ring soul reclaim, End, to his endless praise,

truct with humble zeal to walk in his most righteous ways. pass the gloomy vale of death, rom fear and danger free; there his aiding rod and staff defend and comfort me.

presence of my spiteful foes e does my table spread; crowns my cup with cheerful wine, ith oil anoints my head.

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it for himself, this Lord of all The chosen seat design'd; vho shall to that sacred hill (serv'd admittance find?

he man, whose bands and heart are

pure,

hose thoughts from pride are free; honest poverty prefers

the gainful perjury.

his, this is he on whom the Lord
hall show'r his blessings down,
bm God, his Saviour, shall vouchsafe
ith righteousness to crown.
ich is the race of saints, by whom
he sacred courts are trod;
such the proselytes that seek
the face of Jacob's God.

rect your heads, eternal gates;
fold to entertain

The King of Glory: see! he comes
With his celestial train.

8 Who is the King of Glory? who?
The Lord, for strength renown'd;
In battle mighty;.o'er his foes
Eternal victor crown'd.

9 Erect your heads, ye gates; unfold
In state to entertain

The King of Glory: see! he comes
With all his shining train.

10 Who is the King of Glory? who?
The Lord of hosts renown'd;
Of glory he alone is King,
Who is with glory crown'd.
PSALM XXV.

O God, in whom I trust,

O! let me not be put to shame,
Nor let my foes rejoice.
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,
As thou wert ever, kind.
7 Let all my youthful crimes
Be blotted out by thee;

And for thy wondrous goodness' sake,
In mercy think on me.

8 His mercy, and his truth,

The righteous Lord displays,
In bringing wand'ring sinners home,
And teaching them his ways.
9 He those in justice guides,

Who his direction seek;
And in his sacred paths shall lead
The humble and the meek.
10 Through all the ways of God
Both truth and mercy shine,
To such as, with religious hearts,
To his blest will incline.
PART II.

11 Since mercy is the grace,
That most exalts thy fame,
Forgive my heinous sin, O Lord,.
And so advance thy name.
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 bless'd;
And by his num'rous race the land
Successively possess'd.

14 For God to all his saints
His secret will imparts,

And does his gracious cov'nant write
In their obedient hearts.
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 0! turn, and all my griefs, In mercy, Lord, redress;

For I am compass'd round with woes,
And plung'd in deep distress.
17 The sorrows of my heart
To mighty sums increase;

O! from this dark and dismal state
My troubled soul release!
18 Do thou with tender eyes,
My sad affliction see;
Acquit me, Lord, and from my guilt
Entirely set me free.

19 Consider, Lord, my foes,

How vast their numbers grow!
What lawless force and rage they use,
What boundless hate they show!
20 Protect, and set my soul

From their fierce malice free;
Nor let me be ashamed, who place
My steadfast trust in thee.
21 Let all my righteous acts
To full perfection rise;
Because my firm and constant hope
On thee alone relies.

22 To Israel's chosen race
Continue ever kind;

And, in the midst of all their wants,
Let them thy succour find.

PSALM XXVI.

JUDGE me, O Lord, for I the paths
Of righteousness have trod;

I cannot fail, who all my trust
Repose on thee, my God.

10 Who others' rights, by secret bribey Or open force, invade. 11 But I will walk in paths of truth, And innocence pursue; Protect me, therefore, and to me Thy mercies, Lord, renew. 12 In spite of all assaulting foes, I still maintain my ground; And shall survive among thy saints, Thy praises to resound.

PSALM XXVII.

Wis saving health and light?

THOM should I fear, since Godtoe

Since strongly he my life supports, What can my soul affright? 2 With fierce intent my flesh to tear, When foes beset me round, They stumbled, and their haughty crests Were made to strike the ground 3 Through him my heart, undaunted dares,

With mighty hosts to cope;
Through him, in doubtful straits of var
For good success I hope.
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I earnestly desire,

His wondrous beauty there to view,
And of his will inquire.
5 For there I may with comfort rest,
In times of deep distress;
And safe, as on a rock, abide

In that secure recess:

6 Whilst God o'er all my haughty My lofty head shall raise; And I my joyful tribute bring, With grateful songs of praise. PART II.

7 Continue, Lord, to hear my voic Whene'er to thee I cry;

2, 3 Search thou my heart, whose inno- In mercy my complaints receive,

cence

Will shine the more 'tis try'd;
For I have kept thy grace in view,
And made thy truth my guide.
4 I never for companions took
The idle or profane;
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,
As I avoid their crimes.

6 I'll wash my hands in innocence,
And bring a heart so pure,
That when thy altar I approach,
My welcome shall secure.
7,8 My thanks I'll publish there, and tell
How thy renown excels;
That seat affords me most delight,
In which thy honour dwells.
9 Pass not on me the sinners' doom,
Who murder make their trade;

Nor my request deny. 8 When us to seek thy glorious face Thou kindly dost advise; Thy glorious face I'll always seek My grateful heart replies. 9 Then hide not thou thy face, O L Nor me in wrath reject; My God, and Saviour, leave not him Thou didst so oft protect. 10 Though all my friends and kind

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Their helpless charge forsake; Yet thou, whose love excels them al Wilt care and pity take. 11 Instruct me in thy paths, O Lord My ways directly guide; Lest envious men, who watch mys Should see me tread aside. 12 Lord, disappoint my cruel foes; Defeat their ill desire, Whose lying lips, and bloody hand Against my peace conspire.

Who I trusted that my future life open Should with thy love be crown'd; Bal else my fainting soul had sunk, dim With sorrow compass'd round. ted me God's time with patient faith expect, by me Who will inspire thy breast siteith inward strength: do thou thy part, And leave to him the rest.

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PSALM XXIX.

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[grow, 6 They, and the hills on which they Are sometimes hurry'd far away, And leap like hinds that bounding go, Or unicorns in youthful play. 7,8 When God, in thunder loudly speaks, And scatter'd flames of lightning sends,

The forest nods, the desert quakes, And stubborn Kadesh lowly bends. 9 He makes the hinds to cast their young,

And lays the beasts' dark coverts bare; While those that to his courts belong, Securely sing his praises there.

10,11 God rules the angry floods on high; His boundless sway shall never cease; His saints with strength he will supply, And bless his own with constant peace.

PSALM XXX. T'LL celebrate thy praises, Lord, Who didst thy pow'r employ To raise my drooping head, and check. My foes' insulting joy.

2, 3 In my distress I cry'd to thee,
Who kindly didst relieve,

And from the grave's expecting jaws
My hopeless life retrieve.

4 Thus to his courts, ye saints of his,
With songs of praise repair;
With me commemorate his truth,
And providential care.

5 His wrath has but a moment's reign, His favour no decay;

Your night of grief is recompens'd
With joy's returning day.

6 But I, in prosp'rous days presum'd;
No sudden change I fear'd;
Whilst, in my sunshine of success,
No low'ring cloud appear'd.
7 But soon I found thy favour, Lord,
My empire's only trust;

For when thou hid'st thy face, I saw
My honour laid in dust.

8 Then, as I vainly had presum'd,
My error I confess'd:
And thus with supplicating voice,

Thy mercy's throne address'd:
9 What profit is there in my blood,'
'Congeal'd by death's cold night?.
'Can silent ashes speak thy praise,

'Thy wondrous truth recite? 10 'Hear me, O Lord, in mercy hear, 'Thy wonted aid extend; Do thou send help, on whom alone 'I can for help depend.' [scene 11 'Tis done! thou hast my mournful To songs and dances turn'd;

Invested me with robes of state,
Who late in sackcloth mourn'd.
12 Exalted thus, I'll gladly sing
Thy praise in grateful verse;
And, as thy favours endless are,
Thy endless praise rehearse.

PSALM XXXI.
EFEND me, Lord, from shame,
For still I trust in thee:
As just and righteous is thy name,
From danger set me free.
2 Bow down thy gracious ear,
And speedy succour send;
Do thou my steadfast rock appear;
To shelter and defend.

3 Since thou, when foes oppress,
My rock and fortress art,

To guide me forth from this distress,
Thy wonted health impart.
4 Release me from the snare,

Which they have closely laid;
Since I, O God, my strength, repair

To thee alone for aid.

5 To thee, the God of truth,
My life, and all that's mine,
(For thou preserv'dst me from
youth,)

I willingly resign.

6 All vain designs I hate

Of those that trust in lies;

And still my soul, in every state,
To God for succour flies.

PART II.

7 Those mercies thou hast shown, I'll cheerfully express;

114 But still my steadfast trust
I on thy help repose:

That thou, my God, art good and just,
My soul with comfort knows.
PART III.

15 Whate'er events betide,
Thy wisdom times them all;
Then, Lord, thy servant safely hide
From those that seek his fall.
16 The brightness of thy face
To me, O Lord, disclose;
And, as thy mercies still increase,
Preserve me from foes.
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17 Me from dishonour save,
Who still have call'd on thee;
Let that, and silence in the grave,
The sinner's portion be.

18 Do thou their tongues restrain,
Whose breath in lies is spent;
Who false reports, with proud disdain,
Against the righteous vent.
19 How great thy mercies are
To such as fear thy name,
Which thou for those that trust thy care
Dost to the world proclaim!
my 20 Thou keep'st them in thy sight,
From proud oppressors free;
From tongues that do in strife delight
They are preserv'd by thee.
21 With glory and renown
God's name be ever bless'd;
Whose love in Keilah's well-fenc'd town,
Was wondrously express'd!
22 I said, in hasty flight,

For thou hast seen my straits, and known
My soul in deep distress.

8 When Keilah's treach'rous race
Did all my strength enclose,
Thou gav'st my feet a larger space,
To shun my watchful foes.
9 Thy mercy, Lord, display,

And hear my just complaint;
For both my soul and flesh decay,
With grief and hunger faint.
10 Sad thoughts my life oppress;
My years are spent in groans;
My sins have made my strength de-

crease,

And ev'n consum'd my bones.

11 My foes my suff'rings mock'd;
My neighbours did upbraid;

My friends, at sight of me, were shock'd,
And fled as men dismay'd.
12 Forsook by all am I,

As dead, and out of mind;
And like a shatter'd vessel lie,

Whose parts can ne'er be join'd. 13 Yet sland'rous words they speak, And seem my pow'r to dread, Whilst they together counsel take, My guiltless blood to shed.

'I'm banish'd from thine eyes;
Yet still thou keep'st me in thy sight,
And heard'st my earnest cries.
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 that on God rely,
Courageously proceed;
For he will still your hearts supply
With strength, in time of need.

PSALM XXXII.
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No more in judgment to appear; 2 Whose guilt remission has obtain'd, And whose repentance is sincere. 3 While I conceal'd the fretting sore, My bones consum'd without relief; All day did I with anguish roar;

But no complaints assuag'd my grie 4 Heavy on me thy hand remain'd, By day and night alike distress'd, Till quite of vital moisture drain'd, Like land with summer's drought o press'd.

5 No sooner I my wound disclos'd The guilt that tortur'd me within,

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