3 Because to me thy wondrous love With lifted hands adore his name: And when I wake in dead of night: 7 Because thou still dost succour bring, Beneath the shadow of thy wing I rest with safety and delight. 8 My soul, when foes would me devour, Cleaves fast to thee, whose matchless pow'r In her support is daily shown: 9 But those the righteous Lord shall slay, That my destruction wish; and they That seek my life shall lose their own. 10 They by untimely ends shall die, Their flesh a prey to foxes lie; But God shall fill the king with joy: 11 Who thee confess shall still rejoice, Whilst the false tongue, and lying voice, Thou, Lord, shalt silence and destroy. ORD, hear the voice of my com- To my request give ear; And free my soul from fear. 2 0! hide me with thy tend'rest care, 3 See how, intent to work my harm, Sharp lies, and bitter words. 7 But God, to anger justly mov'd, Shall swift destruction send. 8 Those slanders which their mouths 8 did vent, Upon themselves shall fall; Their crimes disclos'd, shall make them be Despis'd and shunn'd by all. And nations trembling stand, secures, In him shall gladly trust; F Sion Waits, thy chosen seat; OR thee, O God, our constant praise, Our promis'd altars there we'll raise, And all our zealous vows complete 2 0 thou, who to my humble pray'r Didst 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 Blest is the man, who, near thee plac'd, 4 Within thy sacred dwelling lives! Whilst we at humble distance taste The vast delights thy temple gives. 5 By wondrous acts, O God, most just, Have we thy gracious answer found: In thee remotest nations trust, And those whom stormy waves sur round. 6, 7 God, by his strength, sets fast the hills, And does his matchless pow'r engage With which the sea's loud waves he stills, And angry crowds' tumultuous rage. 8 Thou, Lord, dost barb'rous lands dis may, When they thy dreadful tokens view; With joy they see the night and day Each other's track, by turns, pursue. 9 From out thy unexhausted store Thy rain relieves the thirsty ground; Makes lands, that barren were before, With corn and useful fruits abound. 10 On rising ridges down it pours, And ev'ry furrow'd valley fills; Thou mak'st them soft with gentle show'rs, In which a blest increase distils. 11 Thy goodness does the circling yer With fresh returns of plenty crown And where thy glorious paths appear The fruitful clouds drop fatness dow 12 They drop on barren forests, chang By them to pastures fresh and gree e hills about, in order rang'd, rin beauteous robes of joy are seen. be Large flocks with fleecy wool adorn She cheerful downs; the vallies bring lenteous crop of full-ear'd corn, cone And seem, for joy, to shout and sing. md natiosos PSALM LXVI. int ET all the lands, with shouts of joy, bis are To God their voices raise; hig psalms in honour of his name, secus Lnd spread his glorious praise. hin hand let them say, How dreadful, Lord, then all thy works, art thou! dtrthy great pow'r thy stubborn foes Nhall all be forc'd to bow. thee.hrough all the earth the nations Sion wa round hall thee their God confess; all with glad hymns, their dread awful thy great name express. come! behold the works of God; at tnd then with me you'll own, at he to all the sons of men tilas wondrous judgment shown. bale made the sea become dry land, hrough which our fathers walk'd; ilst to each other, of his might With joy his people talk'd. ble, by his pow'r, for ever rules; eyes the world survey; de no presumptuous man rebel against his sov'reign sway. PART II. ethy O! all ye nations, bless our God, and loudly speak his praise; keeps our souls alive, and still onfirms our steadfast ways. For thou hast try'd us, Lord, as fire his Oes try the precious ore; the the PAR hou brought'st us into straits, where we pressing burdens bore. Insulting foes did us, their slaves, hrough fire and water chase; yet, at last, thou brought'st us forth ato a wealthy place. Burnt-off'rings to thy house I'll bring, there my vows will pay, Which I with solemn zeal did make trouble's dismal day. Then shall the richest smoke, incense he fattest rams shall fall, choicest goats from out the fold, nd bullocks from the stall. come all ye that fear the Lord, ttend with heedful care, ilst I what God for me has done With grateful joy declare. 18 As I before his aid implor'd, o now I praise his name; Who, if my heart had harbour'd sin, To PSALM LXVII. O bless thy chosen race, In mercy, Lord, incline; May through the world be known; To celebrate thy fame;. Shalt govern all the earth, 7 Then God upon our land Shall constant blessings show'r; And all the world in awe shall stand Of his resistless pow'r. PSALM LXVIII. ET God, the God of battle, rise, And scatter his presumptuous foes; Let shameful rout their host surprise, Who spitefully his pow'r oppose. 2 As smoke in tempest's rage is lost, Or wax into the furnace cast; So let their sacrilegious host Before his wrathful presence waste. 3 But let the servants of his will His favour's gentle beams enjoy; Their upright hearts let gladness fill, And cheerful songs their tongues employ. 4 To him your voice in anthems raise; Jehovah's awful name he bears; In him rejoice, extol his praise, Who rides upon high-rolling spheres. 5 Him, from his empire of the skies, To this low world compassion draws, The orphan's claim to patronise, And judge the injur'd widow's cause. 10 Where savages had rang'd before, 11 Thou gav'st the word; we sally'd And in that pow'rful word o'ercame; While virgin-troops,with songs of mirth, In state our conquest did proclaim. 12 Vast armies, by such gen'rals led, As yet had ne'er receiv'd a foil, Forsook their camp with sudden dread, And to our women left the spoil. 13 Though Egypt's drudges you have been, Your army's wing shall shine as bright As doves, in golden sun-shine seen, Ev'n rebels shall partake thy grace, And humble proselytes repair To worship at thy dwelling-place, And all the world pay homage there. 19 For benefits each day bestow'd, Be daily his great name ador'd, 20 Who is our Saviour, and our God, Of life and death the sov'reign Lord. 21 But justice for his harden'd foes Proportion'd vengeance hath decreed, To wound the hoary head of those Who in presumptuous crimes proceed 22 The Lord hath thus in thunder spoke: 'As I subdu'd proud Bashan's king, Once more I'll break my people's yoke, 'And from the deep my servants bring 23 Their feet shall with a crimson flood 'Of slaughter'd foes be cover'd o'er; Nor earth receive such impious blood, But leave for dogs the unhallow' gore.' PART III. In robes of majesty array'd; ear. 26 This was the burthen of their song: Nor only Judah's nearer throne Or silver'd o'er with paler light. 14 'Twas so, when God's Almighty hand O'er scatter'd kings the conquest won; Our troops, drawn up on Jordan's strand, High Salmon's glitt'ring snow out-The grand procession to complete, shone. Sent up their tribes, a princely host. 15 From thence to Jordan's. farther 28 Thus God to strength and union coast, And Bashan's hill we did advance: brought Our tribes, at strife till that blest hour; No more her height shall Bashan boast, This work, which thou, O God, hast But that she's God's inheritance. 16 But wherefore (though the honour's great) Should this, O mountain, swell your pride? For Sion is his chosen seat, Where he for ever will reside. As once it honour'd Sinai's hill. wrought, Confirm with fresh recruits of pow'r 29 To visit Salem, Lord, descend, And Sion, thy terrestrial throne; Where kings with presents shall attend And thee with offer'd crowns atone. 30 Break down the spearmen's ranks who threat Like pamper'd herds of savage migh Their silver armour'd chiefs defeat. Who in destructive war delight. 31 Egypt shall then to God stretch for Her hands, and Afric homage bring 32 The scatter'd kingdoms of the ear Their common sov'reign's praises si om whence his dreadful voice we Anda hear, Who, mounted on the loftiest sphere [15 Control the deluge, ere it spread, And Of ancient heav'n, sublimely rides; And roll its waves above my head; Nor deep destruction's open pit To close her jaws on me permit. Forbike that of warring winds and tides. 16 Lord, hear the humble pray'r I make, Be di Ascribe the power to God most high: For thy transcending goodness' sake; Who bumble Israel he takes care; Relieve thy supplicant once more Ofenose strength from out the dusky sky, From thy abounding mercy's store. But ja arts shining terrors through the air. 17 Nor from thy servant hide thy face; Proportio How dreadful are the sacred courts, throne! To here God has fix'd his earthly 18 Thy timely succour interpose, The Lord strength his feeble saints supports, e more F nd from Their feet Slaugher earth t leave fe gore! PSALM LXIX. AVE me, O God, from waves that roll, bes of Par'd with foes that me pursue et singi instrueest Make haste, for desp'rate is my case; And shield me from remorseless foes. I look'd for some to take my part, 22 Their tables, therefore, to their health h groundless hate; grown now of Shall prove a snare, a trap their wealth; might both secute their lawless spite. voice force me, guiltless, to resign, apine, what by right was mine: hou, Lord, my innocence dost see, are my sins conceal'd from thee. ord God of hosts, take timely care, for my sake, thy saints despair;" nce I have suffer'd for thy name. roach, and hid my face in shame: stranger to my country grown, to my nearest kindred known; reigner, expos'd to scorn rethren of my mother born. or zeal to thy lov'd house and name sumes me like devouring flame; cern'd at their affronts to thee, re than at slanders cast on me. toy very tears and abstinence sellors Itali process y construe in a spiteful sense: y me their common proverb make. this heir judges at my wrongs do jest, se wrongs they ought to have reThe dress'd; by should I then expect to be a libels of lewd drunkards free? But, Lord, to thee I will repair help, with humble, timely pray'r; Weve me from thy mercy's store; lay thy truth's preserving pow'r. rom threat'ning dangers me relieve, from the mire my feet retrieve; m spiteful foes in safety keep, snatch me from the raging deep. 23 Perpetual darkness seize their eyes, To bleed afresh, with sharper scorn. Nor with the just their names enrol. And celebrate, with thanks, thy name. 32 Which humble saints with joy shall And hope for like redress with me. Sets pris'ners free from close restraint: And all the world resound his praise. 36 This blessing they shall, at their To their religious heirs bequeath; LORD, to my relief draw near; For my deliv'rance, Lord, appear, Who to destroy my soul combine; Let them, defeated, blush and mourn, Ensnar'd in their own vile design. 3 Their doom let desolation be; With shame their malice be repaid, Who mock'd my confidence in thee, And sport of my afflictions made. 4 While those who humbly seek thy face, To joyful triumphs shall be rais'd; And all who prize thy saving grace, With me shall sing, The Lord be prais'd. 5 Thus, wretched though I am poor, and The mighty Lord of me takes care: IN thee I put my steadfast trust; 3 Be thou my strong abiding-place, now, Thou took'st me from my mother's womb, To sing thy constant praise. Thy hand supports me still; 10 My foes against my fame and me now, him Pursue and take him, whilst no hope Of timely aid is nigh.' 12 But thou, my God, withdraw not far, For speedy help I call: 13 To shame and ruin bring my foes, That seek to work my fall. 14 But as for me, my steadfast hope Shall on thy pow'r depend; And I in grateful songs of praise My time to come will spend. PART II. 15 Thy righteous acts, and saving My mouth shall still declare; 17 Thou, Lord, hast taught me from my To praise thy glorious name; And, ever since, tby wondrous works Have been my constant theme 18 Then now forsake me not, when! Am grey and feeble grown; Till I to these and future times, of 3 Thy strength and pow'r have shown. 19 How high thy justice soars, O God How great and wondrous are The mighty works which thou hast done! Who may with thee compare! 20 Me, whom thy hand has sorely press'd, Thy grace shall yet relieve; And from the lowest depth of woe With tender care retrieve. 21 Through thee my time to come shall be With pow'r and greatness crown'd; And me, who dismal years have pass'd Thy comforts shall surround 22 Then I with psaltery and harp, Thy truth, O Lord, will praise; To thee, the God of Jacob's race, My voice in anthems raise. 23 Then joy shall fill my mouth, an songstres dade Employ my cheerful voice; My grateful soul, by thee redeem'd, Shall in thy strength rejoice. 24 My tongue thy just and righteo Shall all the day proclaim; Because thou didst confound my foes, And brought'st them all to shame. PSALM LXXII. LORD, let thy just decrees the In all his ways direct; |