2, 3 How dare ye then unjustly judge, Let such your justice find. & Protect the humble helpless man, To such as would oppress. 5 They neither know, nor will they learn, 6 Well then might God in anger say, 8 Arise, and thy just judgments, Lord, PSALM LXXXIII. HNo longer silent be; TOLD not thy peace, O Lord our God, Nor with consenting quiet looks For lo! the tumults of thy foes O'er all the land are spread; And those who hate thy saints and thee, 3 Against thy zealous people, Lord, And to destroy thy chosen saints "Come let us cut them off," say they, "Their nation quite deface; "That no remembrance may remain "Of Israel's hated race." 5 Thus they against thy people's peace 6 The Ishmaelites, that dwell in tents, 7 Proud Ammon's offspring, Gebal too, 8 All these the strong Assyrian king 9 But let such vengeance come to them, As once to Midian came; To Jabin and proud Sisera, At Kishon's fatal stream; 14, 15 As flames consume dry wood, or heath, That on parch'd mountains grows, So let thy fierce pursuing wrath With terrors strike thy foes. 16, 17 Lord, shroud their faces with disgrace, That they may own thy name:en Or them eonfound, whose harden'd hearts 18 So shall the wond'ring world confess, That thou, who claim'st alone w bok Jehovah's name, o'er all the earth. Hast rais'd thy lofty throne. 5 Thrice happy they, whose choice has thee 6 Who pass through Baca's thirsty vale, Their pools are fill'd with rain, which thou 7 Thus they proceed from strength to strength, 8 O Lord, the mighty God of hosts, 9 Behold, O God, for thou alone Than, Lord, in any place besides A thousand days to spend. Much rather in God's house will I 10 When thy right hand their num'rous hosts Than in the wealthy tents of sin Near Endor did confound, And left their carcases for dung To feed the hungry ground. L PSALM LXXXV. ORD, thou hast granted to thy land And faithful Jacob's captive race 2, 3 Thy people's sins thou hast forgiv❜n, Thou hast not let thy wrath flame on, 4 O God our Saviour, all our hearts That, quench'd with our repenting tears, 5,6 For why should'st thou be angry still, 7 Thy gracious favour, Lord, display, 8 God's answer patiently I'll wait; His mourning saints will bless. Our nation shall appear. 10 For mercy now with truth is join'd 8 Among the gods there's none like thee, To thee as much inferior they, As are their works to thine. Their long misguided prayers and prais è 10 All shall confess thee great, and great PART II. 11 Teach me thy way, O Lord, and I 12 Thee will I praise, O Lord my God, 13 Thy boundless mercy shown to me For thou hast oft redeem'd my soul 14 O God, the sons of pride and strife 15 But thou thy constant goodness didst Of patience, mercy, and of truth, 16 O bounteous Lord, thy grace and strength Thy kind protection, Lord, on me, 17 Some signal give, which my proud foes 11, 12 Truth from the earth shall spring, whilst When thou, O Lord, for my relief heaven Shall streams of justice pour; And God, from whom all goodness flows, 13 Before him righteousness shall march, PSALM LXXXVI. To my complaint, O Lord my God, Thy gracious ear incline; Hear me, distress'd, and destitute Of all relief but thine. 2 Do thou, O God, preserve my soul, Thy servant keep, and him, whose trust 3 To me, who daily thee invoke, Refresh thy servant's soul, whose hopes 5 Thou, Lord, art good, nor only gool, Of plenteous mercy to all those Who for thy mercy sue. 6 To my repeated humble prayer, O Lord, attentive be; 7 When troubled, I on thee will cal!, For thou wilt answer me. And comfort dost engage. PSALM LXXXVII. GP's temple crowns the bends to The Lord there condescends to dwell; 2 His Sion's gates, in his account, 3 Fame glorious things of thee shall sing, 4 I'll mention Rahab with due praise, With that of Tyre and Palestin e ; That many such from her proceed; 7 He'll Sion find with numbers fill'd PSALM LXXXVIII. To thee, my God and Saviour, I By day and night address my crys 2 Vouchsafe my mournful voice to hear; 5 Like those who, shrouded in the grave, Me all thy mountain waves have press'd, 9 My eyes from weeping never cease; 16 Thy wrath hath burst upon my head, TH PSALM LXXXIX. HY mercies, Lord, shall be my song; To ages yet unborn, my tongue 2 I have affirm'd, and still maintain, Thy mercy shall for ever last; Thy truth, that does the heavens sustain, 3 Thus spak'st thou by the Prophet's voice, "By solemn oath this grant convey'd: 4 "While earth, and seas, and skies endure, 7 With rev'rence and religious dread, 8 Lord God of armies, who can boast Of strength or power like thine renown'd; As that which does thy throne surround? The force of thy resistless arm. 11 In thee the sov'reign right remains Their Maker and Preserver own. Thou truth and mercy dost maintain. With thy most glorious presence crown'd. And Israel's God our Israel's King. 19 Thus spak'st thou by thy Prophet's voice, "A mighty champion I will send; "From Judah's tribe have I made choice"Of one, who shall the rest defend. 20" My servant David I have found, "With holy oil anointed him; 21" Him shall the hand support that crown'd 22"No prince from him shall tribute force His God and rock of safety call; 30" But if his heirs my law forsake, And for their folly make them smart 33 "Yet will not cease to be their God, 35 "Once I have sworn, but once for all, And turn'd on him thy wrathful look. 39 Thou seemest to have render'd void The cov'nant with thy servant made; Thou hast his dignity destroy'd, And in the dust his honour laid. 40 Of strong holds thou hast him bereft, And brought his bulwarks to decay; 41 His frontier coasts defenceless left, A public scorn, and common prey. 42 His ruin does glad triumphs yield To foes, advanc'd by thee to might; 43 Thou hast his conqu❜ring sword unsteel'd, His valour turn'd to shameful flight. 44 His glory is to darkness fled, His throne is levell'd with the ground; 45 His youth to wretched bondage led, With shame o'erwhelm'd and sorrow drown'd. 46 How long shall we thy absence mourn? Till that and we at once expire? But loading it with grief and pain. The grave that must mankind entomb? The grant which time shall ne'er repeal? From nations of licentious might. PSALM XC. Lord, the Saviour and defence From age to age thou still hast been Our sure abiding place. And when thou speak'st the word, Return, 'Tis instantly obey'd. 4 For in thy sight a thousand years Whose hours unminded waste. 6 But howsoever fresh and fair 7,8 We by thine anger are consum'd, 9 Beneath thy anger's sad effects 10 Our term of time is sev❜nty years, But if, with more than common strength, Yet then our boasted strength decays, PART II. 11 But who thy anger's dread effects As more or less we fear. 12 So teach us, Lord, th' uncertain sum Of our short days to mind, That to true wisdom all our hearts 13 O to thy servants, Lord, return, As we forsake our sins, do thou 14 To satisfy and cheer our souls, That we may all our days to come 15 Let happy times, with large amends Of our afflicted years. 16 To all thy servants, Lord, let this HE PSALM XCI. E that has God his guardian made, Shall, under the Almighty's shade, Secure and undisturb'd abide: 2 Before thou brought'st the mountains forth, 2 Thus to my soul of him I'll say, Or th' earth and world didst frame, Thou always wast the mighty God, And ever art the same. 3 Thou turnest man, O Lord, to dust, Of which he first was made; He is my fortress and my stay, My God, in whom I will confide. 3 His tender love and watchful care Shall free thee from the fowler's snare, And from the noisome pestilence: 4 He over thee his wings shall spread, And cover thy unguarded head; His truth shall be thy strong defence. 5 No terrors that surprise by night Shall thy undaunted courage fright, Nor deadly shafts that fly by day; 6. Nor plague, of unknown rise, that kills In darkness, nor infectious ills That in the hottest season slay. 7 A thousand at thy side shall die, At thy right hand ten thousand lie, While thy firm health untouch'd 8 Thou only shalt look on and see The wicked's dismal tragedy, remains; And count the sinner's mournful gains. 9 Because, with well-plac'd confidence, Thou mak'st the Lord thy sure defence, And on the Highest dost rely; 10 Therefore no ill shall thee befall, Nor to thy healthful dwelling shall Any infectious plagues draw nigh. 11 For he throughout thy happy days, To keep thee safe in all thy ways, Shall give his angels strict commands; 12 And they, lest thou should'st chance to meet With some rough stone to wound thy feet, Shall bear thee safely in their hands. 13 Dragons and asps that thirst for blood, And lions roaring for their food, Beneath his conqu❜ring feet shall lie; 14 Because he lov'd and honour'd me, Therefore, says God, I'll set him free, And fix his glorious throne on high. 15 He'll call; I'll answer when he calls, And rescue him when ill befalls; Increase his honour and his wealth: PSALM XCII. TOW good and pleasant must it be To thank the Lord most high; And with repeated hymns of praise His name to magnify! 2 With every morning's early dawn And of his constant truth, each night, 3 To ten-string'd instruments we'll sing, 4 For through thy wondrous works, O Lord, Thou mak'st my heart rejoice; The thoughts of them shall make me glad, 5,6 How wondrous are thy works, O Lord! How deep are thy decrees! Whose winding tracks, in secret laid, He little thinks, when wicked men, How soon their short-liv'd splendour must 8,9 But thou, my God, art still most high; Who thought they might securely sin, 10 Whilst thou exalt'st my sov'reign power, And mak'st it largely spread; And with refreshing oil anoint'st My consecrated head. 11 I soon shall see my stubborn foes And hear the dismal end of those 12 But righteous men, like fruitful palms, In stately order grow. 13, 14 These, planted in the house of God, Within his courts shall thrive; Their vigour and their lustre both Shall in old age revive. 15 Thus will the Lord his justice show: PSALM XCHI. ITH glory clad, with strength array'd 3, 4 The floods, O Lord, lift up their voice PSALM XCIV. God, to whom revenge belongs Arise, thou Judge of all the earth, 3, 4 How long, O Lord, shall sinful men 5, 6 Not only they thy saints oppress, 7" And yet the Lord shall ne'er perceive, Profanely thus they speak, "Nor any notice of our deeds "The God of Jacob take." 8 At length, ye stupid fools, your wants Endeavour to discern: In folly will you still proceed, And wisdom never learn? 9, 10. Can he be deaf who form'd the ear? 11 He fathoms all the thoughts of men; To him their hearts lie bare; His eye surveys them all, and sees PART II. 12 Bless'd is the man, whom thou, O Lord, In kindness dost chastise; And by thy sacred rules to walk |