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But thy forgiveness interpos'd,

And mercy's healing balm pour'd in. 6 True penitents shall thus succeed, Who seek thee whilst thou may'st be found;

And from the common deluge freed,
Shall see remorseless sinners drown'd.
Thy favour, Lord, in all distress,
My tower of refuge I must own;
Thou shalt my haughty foes suppress,
And me with songs of triumph crown.
8 In my instruction then confide,
Ye that would truth's safe path descry;
Your progress I'll securely guide,

And keep you in my watchful eye. 9 Submit yourselves to wisdom's rule, Like men that reason have attain'd; Not like th' ungovern'd horse and mule, Whose fury must be curb'd and rein'd.

TET all the just to God, with joy,
A Their cheerful voices raise;
For well the righteous it becomes
To sing glad songs of praise.
2, Let harps, and psalteries, and lutes,
In joyful concert meet;
And new-made songs ot loud applause
The harmony complete.
4,5 For faithful is the word of God;
His works with truth abound;
He justice loves; and all the earth

Is with his goodness crown'd.
6 By his Almighty Word, at first,

The heav'nly arch was rear'd; And all the beauteous hosts of light, At his command appear'd. 7 The swelling floods, together roll'd, He makes in heaps to lie; And lays, as in a store-bouse safe,

The wat'ry treasures by. 8,9 Let earth, and all that dwell therein, Before him trembling stand;

For, when he spake the word, 'twas made;

fresh'd,

Who look'd to him for aid;
Desir'd success in ev'ry face
A cheerful air display'd.

6 Behold,' say they, 'behold the man,
'Whom providence reliev'd;
The man so dang'rously beset,
So wondrously retriev'd!"
7 The hosts of God encamp around
The dwellings of the just;

'Twas fix'd at his command.

10 He, when the heathen closely plot, Deliv'rance he affords to all

Who on his succour trust.

Their counsels undermines;
His wisdom ineffectual makes

The people's rash designs.
11 Whate'er the mighty Lord decrees
Shall stand for ever sure;
The settled purpose of his heart
To ages shall endure.

8 O! make but trial of his love, Experience will decide

How blest they are, and only they, Who in his truth confide.

9 Fear him, ye saints; and you will the Have nothing else to fear:

Make you his service your delight,
Your wants shall be his care.
10 While hungry liens lack their prey,
The Lord will food provide
For such as put their trust in him,
And see their needs supply'd.
ᏢᎪᎡᎢ II.
11 Approach, ye piously dispos'd,
And my instruction hear;
I'll teach you the true discipline
Of his religious fear.

12 Let him who length of life desires,
And prosp'rous days would see,
13 From sland'ring language keep his

tongue;

His lips from falsehood free; 14 The crooked paths of vice decline, And virtue's ways pursue; Establish peace, where 'tis begun;

And where 'tis lost, renew.

15 The Lord from heav'n beholds the

just

With favourable eyes;

And, when distress'd, his gracious ear
Is open to their cries;
16 But turns his wrathful look on those
Whom mercy can't reclaim,
To cut them off, and from the earth
Blot out their hated name.

17 Deliv'rance to his saints he gives,
When his relief they crave;
18 He's nigh to heal the broken heart,
And contrite spirit save.

19 The wicked oft, but still in vain, Against the just conspire; 20 For under their affliction's weight He keeps their bones entire. 21 The wicked, from their wicked arts, Their ruin shall derive; Whilst righteous men, whom they detest,

Shall them and theirs survive.

22 For God preserves the souls of those
Who on his truth depend;
To them, and their posterity,
His blessings shall descend.

O Lord, assert my right; With such as war unjustly wage,

Do thou my battles fight.

2 Thy buckler take, and bind thy shield Upon thy warlike arm; Stand up, O God, in my defence,

And keep me safe from harm."

3 Bring forth thy spear; and stop their

And such as did my harm devise, Be to confusion brought.

course,

That haste my blood to spill; Sa to my soul, I am thy health, And will preserve thee still.' Let them with shame be cover'd o'er, Whom destruction sought;

5 Then shall they fly, dispers'd like chaff Before the driving wind;

God's vengeful minister of wrath
Shall follow close behind.

6 And when, through dark and slipp'ry ways,

They strive his rage to shun,
His vengeful ministers of wrath
Shall goad them as they run.
7 Since, unprovok'd by any wrong,
They hid their treach'rous snare;
And, for my harmless soul, a pít

Did without cause, prepare;
8 Surpris'd by mischiefs unforeseen,
Their feet shall fall into the net
By their own arts betray'd,

Which they for me had laid: 9 Whilst my glad soul shall God's great

I could have done no more;

Nor with more decent signs of grief
A mother's loss deplore.

PSALM XXXV.

AGAINST all those that strive with 15 How dif'rent did their carriage

name

For this deliv'rance bless,
And, by his saving health secur'd,
Its grateful joy express.

10 My very bones shall say, O Lord, Who sett'st the poor and helpless man 'Who can compare with thee? 'From strong oppressors free. PART II.

11 False witnesses, with forg'd com plaints,

And to my charge such things they laid,
Against my truth combin'd;
As I had ne'er design'd.

12 The good which I to them had done, With evil they repaid; And did, by malice undeserv'd,

13 But as for me, when they were sick, My harmless life invade. pray'd and fasted, and my pray'r I still in sackcloth mourn'd; 14 Had they my friends or brethren To my own breast return'd.

been,

prove,

In times of my distress! When they, in crowds, together met, Did savage joy express. The rabble too, in num'rous throngs, By their example came; And ceas'd not with reviling words, To wound my spotless fame. 16 Scoffers, that noble tables haunt, And earn their bread with lies, Did gnash their teeth, and sland'ring jests Maliciously devise.

17 But, Lord, how long wilt thou look on? On my behalf appear;

And save my guiltless soul, which they True wisdom's banish'd from his breast,

Like rav'ning beasts would tear.
PART III.

18 So I, before the list'ning world,
Shall grateful thanks express;
And where the great assembly meets,
Thy name with praises bless.
19 Lord, suffer not my causeless foes,
Who me unjustly hate,

With open joy, or secret signs,
To mock my sad estate.

20 For they, with hearts averse to

peace,

Industriously devise,
Against the men of quiet minds
To forge malicious lies.

21 Nor with these private arts content,
Aloud they vent their spite;
And say At last we found him out,
'He did it in our sight.'

22 But thou, who doth both them and

With righteous eyes survey,
Assert my innocence, O Lord,
And keep not far away.
23 Stir up thyself in my behalf;
To judgment, Lord, awake;
Thy righteous servant's cause, O God,
To thy decision take.

24 Lord, as my heart has upright been,
Let me thy justice find;
Nor let my cruel foes obtain

The triumph they design'd.

25 0! let them not, amongst themselves,| In boasting language say,

PSALM XXXVII.

At length our wishes are complete; THOUGH wicked men grow rich or

At last he's made our

26 Let such as in my harm rejoic'd,
For shame their faces hide;
And foul dishonour wait on those,
That proudly ne defy'd:
27 Whilst they with cheerful voices
shout,

Who my just cause befriend; -
And bless the Lord, who loves to make
Success his saints attend.

28 So shall my tongue thy judgments sing,

Inspir'd with grateful joy;
And cheerful hymns a praise of thee,
Shall all my days employ.
PSALM XXXVI.

And vice has sole dominion there,
4 His wakeful malice spends the night
In forging his accurs'd designs;
His obstinate, ungen'rous spite

No execrable means declines.
5 But, Lord, thy mercy, my sure hope,
Above the heav'nly orb ascends;
Thy sacred truth's unmeasur'd scope

Beyond the spreading sky extends.
6 Thy justice like the hills remains;
Unfathom'd depths thy judgments

are;

Thy providence the world sustains;
The whole creation is thy care.
7 Since of thy goodness all partake,

With what assurance should the just
Thy shelt ring wings their refuge make,
And saints to thy protection trust!
3 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.
9 With thee the springs of life remain,
Thy presence is eternal day:
10 0 let thy saints thy favour gain;
To upright hearts thy truth display.
11 Whilst pride's insulting foot would
spurn,

And wicked hands my life surprise, 12 Their mischiefs on themselves return; Down, down they're fall'n, no more to rise.

A crafty foe, with flatt'ring art,
His wicked purpose would disguise;
But reason wipers to my heart,
Le ne'er sets God bewe his eyes.
2 He sooths himself, retired from sight;
Secure he thinks his treacherous game;
Till his dark plots, expos'd to light,

Their false contriver brand with shame. 3 In deeds he is my foe confess'd, Whilst with his tongue he speaks me

fair;

great,

Yet let not their successful state
Thy anger or thy envy raise;

2 For they, cut down like tender grass,
Or like young flowers, away shall pass,
Whose blooming beauty soon decays.
3 Depend on God, and him obey,
So thou within the land shalt stay,

Secure from danger and from want: 4 Make his commands thy chief delight; And he, thy duty to requite,

Shall all thy earnest wishes grant. 5 In all thy ways trust thou the Lord, And he will needful help afford,

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

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

Nor let thy anger fondly rise,
Tho' wicked men with wealth abound,
And with success the plots are crown'd

Which they maliciously devise. 8 From anger cease, and wrath forsake; Let no ungovern'd passion make

Thy wav'ring heart espouse their crime

9 For God shall sinful men destroy; Whilst only they the land enjoy,

25 From my first youth, til age pre vail'd,

Who trust on him, and wait his time. I never saw the righteous fail'd, 10 How soon shall wicked men detay! Their place shall vanish quite away,

Or want o'ertale his num'rous race; 26 Bécause compassion fill'd his heart, And he did cheerfully impart,

God made his offspring's wealth in

crease.

Nor by the strictest search be found; 11 Whilst humble souls possess the earth, Rejoicing still with godly mirth, With peace and plenty always crown'd. PART II.

12 While sinful crowds, with false design, Against the righteous few combine,

And gnash their teeth and threat'ning stand;

13 God shall their empty plots deride, And laugh at their defeated pride:

He sees their ruin near at hand.
14 They draw the sword, and bend the
bow,

The poor and needy to o'erthrow,
And men of upright lives to slay;
15 But their strong bows shall soon be
broke,
Their sharpen'd weapon's mortal stroke
Through their own hearts shall force
its way.

16 A little, with God's favour bless'd,
That's by one righteous man possess'd,

The wealth of many bad excels; 17 For God supports the just man's

cause:

But as for those that break his laws,

Their unsuccessful pow'r he queils. 18 His constant care the upright guides, And over all their life presides;

Their portion shall for ever last: 19 They, when distress o'erwhelms the

27 With caution shun each wicked deed, In virtue's ways with zeal proceed,

And so prolong your happy days; 28 For God, who judgment loves, does still

He orders all the steps aright

Of him that moves by his command; 24 Though he sometimes may be tress'd,

Yet shall he ne'er be quite oppress'd,
For God upholds him with his hand.

Preserve his saints secure from ill,

While soon the wicked race decays.

29, 30, 31 The upright shall possess the His portion shall for ages stand;

land;

His mouth with wisdom is supply'd:
His tongue by rules of judgment moves;
His heart the law of God approves;
Therefore his footsteps never slide.
PART IV.
32 In wait the watchful sinner lies,
In vain the righteous to surprise;

In vain his ruin does decree: 33 God will not him defenceless leave, To his revenge expos'd, but save;

And, when he's sentenc'd, set him free.

34 Wait still on God; keep his command, And thou, exalted in the land,

Thy blest possession ne'er shall quit: The wicked soon destroy'd shall be, And at his dismal tragedy

Thou shalt a safe spectator sit. 35 The wicked I in pow'r have seen, And, like a bay-tree, fresh and green That spreads its pleasant branches round:

earth,

Shall be unmov'd and ev'n in dearth,
The happy fruits of plenty taste.
20 Not so the wicked man, and those
Who proudly dare God's will oppose;
Destruction is their hapless share:

Like fat of lambs, their hopes, and they,And
Shall in an instant melt away,

And vanish into smoke and air.
PART III.
21 Whilst sinners, brought to sad decay,
Still borrow on, and never pay,

The just have will and pow'r to give; 22 For such as God vouchsafes to bless, Shall peaceably the earth possess;

And those he curses shall not live. 23 The good man's way is God's delight;

36 But he was gone as swift as thought; And, though in ev'ry place I sought,

No sign or track of him I found. 37 Observe the perfect man with care, mark ali such as upright are; Their roughest days in peace shall end S8 While on the latter end of those Who dare God's sacred will oppose,

A common ruin shall attend. 39 God to the just will aid afford; Their only safeguard is the Lord;

Their strength in time of need is he 40 Because on him they still depend The Lord will timely succour send, And from the wicked set them free PSALM XXXVIII.

THY chast'ning wrath, O Lord,

Though I deserve it all;
dis-Nor let at once on me the storm
Of thy displeasure fall

2 In ev'ry wretched part of me
Thy arrows deep remain;

My folly's just return; 6 With trouble I am warp'd and bow'd, And all day long I mourn.

7 A loath'd disease afflicts my loins, Infecting ev'ry part;

8 With sickness worn, I groan and roar Through anguish of my heart.

PART II.

My eyes depriv'd of light;

11 Friends, lovers, kinsmen, gaze aloof
On such a dismal sight;

12 Meanwhile, the foes that seek my life,
Their snares to take me set';
Vent slanders, and contrive all day
To forge some new deceit:
13 But I, as if both deaf and dumb,
Nor heard, nor once reply'd; f

14 Quite deaf and dumb, like one whose
tongue

With conscious guilt is ty'd.

15 For, Lord, to thee I do appeal,
My innocence to hear;

-S Assur'd that thou, the righteous God,
My injur'd cause wilt clear;

16 Hear me,' said 1, 'lest my proud

foes

A spiteful joy display;
Insulting, if they see my foot

Put once to go astray.'

9 But, Lord, before thy searching eyes
All my desires appear;

5 My life, thou know'st, is but a span;
And ev'ry man, in best estate,
A cypher sums my years;
But vanity appears.

And sure my groans have been too loud,

Not to have reach'd thine ear.

10 My heart's oppress'd, my strength decay'd,

Man, like a shadow, vainly walks, With fruitless cares oppress'd; He heaps up wealth, but cannot tell By whom 'twill be possess'd.

17 And, with continual grief oppress'd, To sink I new begin;

18 To thee, O Lord, I will confess,
To thee bewail my sin.

19 But wallst I languish, my proud foes
Their strength and vigour boast;
And they that bate me without cause
Are grown a dreadful host.
20 Ev'n they whom I oblig'd, return'd
My kindness with despite:
And are ny enemies, because

I choose the path that's right. 21 Forsake me not, O Lord my God, Not far from me depart; 22 Make haste to my relief, O thou, Who my salvation art.

PSALM XXXIX.

RESOLV'D to watch o'er all my ways,

I kept my tongue in awe;
I curb'd my hasty words, when I
The wicked prosp'rous saw.

2 Like one that's dumb, I silent stood,
And did my tongue refrain
From good discourse; but that restraint
Increas'd my inward pain.

3 My heart did glow with working
thoughts,

Till strong reflection fann'd the fire,
And no repose could take:
And thus at length I spake:

4 Lord, let me know my term of days,
How soon my life will end:
The num'rous train of ills disclose,
Which this frail state attend.

7 Why then should I on worthless toys With anxious cares attend?

On thee alone my steadfast hope
Shall ever, Lord, depend.

8, 9 Forgive my sins; nor let me scorn'&
By foolish sinners be;

For I was dumb, and murmur'd not,
Because 'twas done by thee.

10 The dreadful burden of thy wrath
In mercy soon remove;

Lest my frail flesh, too weak to bear
The heavy load should prove.
11 For when thou chast'nest man for sin,
Thou mak'st his beauty fade,
(So vain a thing is he) like cloth
12 Lord, hear my cry, accept my tears,
By fretting moths decay'd.
And listen to my prayer,
Who sojourn like a stranger here,
As all my fathers were.

13 0! spare me yet a little time;
My wasted strength restore,
Before I vanish quite from hence,
And shall be seen no more.
• PSALM XL.

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