112 My heart with early zeal began 113 Deceitful thoughts and practices But to thy law affection bear 114 My hiding-place, my refuge-tower, 115 Hence, ye that trade in wickedness, Nor make me of those hopes ashamed, 117 Uphold me, so shall I be safe, 118 The wicked thou hast trod to earth, Of their own falsehood made. 120 Yet, with that love they make Lest I should so offend, When on transgressors I behold Thy judgments thus descend. AIN. me 121 Judgment and justice I have loved; O therefore, Lord, engage In my defence, nor give me up To my oppressor's rage. 122 Do thou be surety, Lord, for me, Prove good for me; nor shall the proud 123 My eyes, alas! begin to fail, 125 On me, devoted to thy fear, The full extent may know. 126 "Tis time, high time for thee, O Lord, Thry vengeance to employ When men with open violence 127 Yet their contempt of thy commands In my esteem, who purest gold, They teach me to discern the right, PE. 129 The wonders which thy laws contain 130 The very entrance to thy word And knowledge of true happiness That of thy wise commands I might 132 With favour, Lord, look down on Who thy relief implore; As thou art wont to visit those And practise thy commands. To see mankind against thy laws 154 Plead thou my cause; to that and me 155 From harden'd sinners thou ne mov'st Salvation far away; 'Tis just thou shouldst withdraw from them Who from thy statutes stray. 156 Since great thy tender mercies are To all who thee adore; According to thy judgments, Lord, But all too few to force my soul 158 Those bold transgressors I beheld, And was with grief oppress'd, To see with what audacious pride 145 With my whole heart to God I call'd, 159 Yet while they slight, consider, Lord, hear my earnest cry; 146 Again more fervently I pray'd, 147 My earlier prayer the dawning day Prevented, while I cry'd To him, on whose engaging word 148 With zeal have I awaked before Might perfect knowledge get. 149 Lord, hear my supplicating voice, And wonted favour show: O quicken me, and so approve Thy judgment ever true. 150 My persecuting foes advance, And hourly nearer draw; What treatment can I hope from them That violate thy law? 151 Though they draw nigh, my comfort is, Thou, Lord, art yet more near; Thou, whose commands are righteous all, Thy promises sincere. 152 Concerning thy divine decrees, My soul has known of old, That they were true, and shall their truth To endless ages hold. RESCH. 138 Consider my affliction, Lord, And me from bondage draw; Think on thy servant in distress, Who ne'er forgets thy law. Lord, How I thy precepts love; O therefore quicken me with beams 160 As from the birth of time thy truth Has held through ages past, So shall thy righteous judgments, firm, To endless ages last. SCHIN. 161 Though mighty tyrants, without cause, Conspire my blood to shed, Thy sacred word has power alone But to thy laws affection bear, 164 Seven times a day, with grateful voice, Thy praises I resound, No smiling mischief them can tempt, 166 For thy salvation have hoped, 168 From strict observance of thy laws 7 Sweet peace is all I court and seek; I never yet withdrew; Convinced that my most secret ways TAU. 189 To my request and earnest cry, 170 Let my repeated prayer at last 171 Then shall my grateful lips return 172 My tongue the praises of thy word My heart's free choice have made. 176 Like some lost sheep I've stray'd, till I Despair my way to find; Thou, therefore, Lord, thy servant seek, deep distress I oft have cry'd To rescue me, oppress'd with wrongs; 2 Once more, O Lord, deliv'rance send, From lying lips my soul defend, And from the rage of slandering tongues. What little profit can accrue, And yet what heavy wrath is due, O thou perfidious tongue, to thee! 4 Thy sting upon thyself shall turn; Of lasting flames, that fiercely burn, The constant fuel thou shalt be. 5 But, 0! how wretched is my doom, Who am a sojourner become In barren Mesech's desert soil! Who live on nought but theft and spoil. But when to them of peace I speak, They straight cry out, To arms, to arms. PSALM CXXI. Sion's hill I lift my eyes, 2 From Sion's hill, and Sion's God 5 Shelter'd beneath th' Almighty's Thou shalt securely rest, 6 Where neither sun nor moon shall thee By day or night molest. 7 From common accidents of life His care shall guard thee still; 8 From the blind strokes of chance, and foes That lie in wait to kill. 9 At home, abroad, in peace, in war, In strong and beauteous order ranged, 4 'Tis thither, by divine command, His name with praise and prayer. 6 O, pray we then for Salem's peace, Who bear true love to thee. 8 For my dear brethren's sake, and No less than brethren dear, For mercy wait my longing eyes; Hnot the Lord, may Israel say, Been pleased to interpose; 2 Had he not then spoused our cause, When men against us rose; 3, 4, 5 Their wrath had swallow'd us alive, And raged without control; 7 Our soul is like a bird escaped cross'd, are And sung our great Restorer's praise That great and wondrous was the work Our God for us had done. 3Twas great,' say they, ''twas wo drous great Much more should we confess, The Lord has done great things,whereof We reap the glad success. 4 To us bring back the remnant, Lord, Of Israel's captive bands, More welcome than refreshing showers To parch'd and thirsty lands; 5 That we, whose work commenced in tears, May see our labours thrive, 6 Though he desponds that sows his grain, Yet doubtless he shall come To bind his full-ear'd sheaves, and bring The joyful harvest home. PSALM CXXVII. TE build with fruitless cost, unless Unless the Lord the city keep, Who, as he made both heaven and 2 In vain we rise before the day, earth, Of both sole Monarch reigns. PSALM CXXV. And late to rest repair, Allow no respite to our toil, And eat the bread of care. THO place on Sion's God their Supplies of life, with ease to them, WE trust, He on his saints bestows; He crowns their labours with success, 3 Children, those comforts of our life, 4 As arrows in a giant's hand, When marching forth to war; Ev'n so the sons of sprightly youth, Their parents safeguard are. 5 Happy the man whose quiver's fill'd With these prevailing arms; He need not fear to meet his foe, PSALM CXXVIII. HE man is blest that fears the THE Nor only worship pays, But keeps his steps confined with care 2 He shall upon the sweet returns 3 His wife, like a fair fertile vine, His children, like young olive plants, 4 Who fears the Lord shall prosper thus; With furrows deep and long; 4 But our just God has broke their chains, And rescued us from wrong. 5 Defeat, confusion, shameful rout Be still the doom of those, Their righteous doom, who Sion hate, And Sion's God oppose. 3 6 Like corn upon our houses' tops, 7 Which in his arms no reaper takes, FROM lowest depths of woe To God I sent my cry 2 Lord, hear my supplicating voice, And graciously reply. 3 Shouldst thou severely judge, Who can the trial bear? 4 But thou forgiv'st, lest we despond, For thee, the living Lord; More duly than the morning watch, 7 Let Israel trust in God, No bounds his mercy knows; PSALM CXXXI. Lord, I am not proud of heart, Nor cast a scornful eye; 2 With infant innocence thou know'st Both now and ever trust in him, PSALM CXXXII. ET David, Lord, a constant place 2 Remember what a solemr. oath 3, 4 I will not go into my house, No soft repose shall close my eyes, For Jacob's God have found. 6 Th' appointed place, with shouts of joy, At Ephrata we found, And made the woods and neighb'ring fields Our glad applause resound. 7 0 with due reverence let us then To his abode repair; And, prostrate at his foot-stool fall'n, Pour out our humble prayer. 8 Arise, O Lord, and now possess Thy constant place of rest; Be that, not only with thy ark, But with thy presence, blest. 9, 10 Clothe thou thy priests with righteousness, Make thou thy saints rejoice; And, for thy servant David's sake, Hear thy Anointed's voice. 11 God sware to David in his truth, One of thy offspring after thee, The plenteous source and spring from Their children too upon thy throne whence Eternal succour flows; 8 Whose friendly streams to us Supplies in want convey; A healing spring, a spring to cleanse, And wash our guilt away. For evermore shall sit. 13, 14 For Sion does, in God's e |