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I I OLD not thy peace, O Lord our God, No longer silent be; Nor with consenting quiet looks Our ruin calmly see. For lo! the tumults of thy foes O'er all the land are spread; And those who hate thy saints and thee, Lift up their threat’ning head. 3 Against thy zealous people, Lord, They craftily combine; And to destroy thy chosen saints Have laid their close design. 4 “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 Consult with one consent; And diffring nations, jointly leagued, Their common malice vent. 6 The Ishmaelites, that dwell intents, With warlike Edom join'd, And Moab's sons, our ruin vow, With Hager's race combin'd. 7 Proud Ammon's offspring, Gebal too, With Amalek conspire; The lords of Palestine, and all The wealthy sons of Tyre. 8 All these the strong Assyrian king Their firm ally have got; Who with a powerful army aids Th’incestuous race of Lot. PART II. 9 Butlet such vengeance come to them, As once to Midian came; To Jabin and proud Sisera, At Kishon's fatal stream; 10. When thy right hand their num'rous hosts Near Endor did confound, And left their carcases for dung To feed the hungry ground,

11 Let all their mighty men the fate Of Zeb and Oreb share; As Zeba and Zalmuna, so Let all their princes fare. 12 Who, with the same design inspir’d, Thus vainly boasting spake, “In firm possession for ourselves “Let us God’s houses take.” 13 To ruin let them haste, like wheels-Which downwards swiftly move; Like chaff before the wind, let all Their scatter’d forces prove. 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: -> Or them confound, whose harden’d hearts * Thy gentler means disclaim.

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18 So shall the wond'ring world confess, -
That thou, who claim'st alone -
Jehovah's name, o'er all the earth -
Hast rais’d thy lofty throne.
PSALM LXXXIV. "
God of hosts, the mighty Lord,

How lovely is the place
Where thou, enthron’d in glory, show'st
The brightness of thy face!
2 My longing soul faints with desire -
To view thy blest abode;
My panting heart and flesh cry out
'or thee, the living God.
3 The birds, more happy far than I,
Around thy temple throng; -
Securely there they build, and there ---
Securely hatch o young. -
4 O Lord of hosts, my King and God,
How highly blest are they,
Who in thy temple always dwell,
And there thy praise display!
5 Thrice happy they, whose choice has thee
Their sure protection made; o
Who long to tread the sacred ways
That to thy dwelling lead!
6 Who pass through Baca's thirsty vale,
Yet no refreshment want;
Their pools are fill'd with rain, which thou
At their request dost grant.
7 Thus they proceed from strengthto strength,
And still approach more near;
Till all on Sion's holy mount,
Before their God appear.
8 O Lord, the mighty God of hosts,
My just request regard:
Thou God of Jacob, let my prayer
Be still with favour heard.
9 Behold, O God, for thou alone
Canst timely aid dispense;
On thy anointed servant look,
Be thou his strong defence.
10 For in thy courts one single day
'Tis better to attend,
Than, Lord, in any place besides
A thousand days to spend.
Much rather in God’s house will I
The meanest office take,
Than in the wealthy tents of sin
My pompous dwelling make.
11 For God, who is our Sun and Shield,

Will grace and glory give;

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ORD, thou hast granted to thy land The favours we implor’d, And faithful Jacob's captive race Hast graciously restor'd. 2, 3 Thy people's sins thou hast forgiv'n, And all their guilt defac’d; Thou hast not let thy wrath flame on, Northy fierce anger last. 4 O God our Saviour, all our hearts To thy obedience turn; • * * That, quench'd with our repenting tears, Thy wrath no more may burn. 5, 6 For why should'st thou be angry still, And wrath so long retain? Revive us, Lord, and let thy saints Thy wonted comfort gain. 7 Thy gracious favour, Lord, display, Which we have long implor’d; And, for thy wondrous mercy's sake, Thy wonted aid afford. 8 God's answer patiently I’ll wait; For he, with glad success, If they no more to folly turn, His mourning saints will bless. 9 To all that fear his holy name His sure salvation's near; And in its former happy state Our nation shall appear. 10 For mercy now with truth is join'd, And righteousness with peace, Like kind companions, absent long, With friendly arms embrace. 11, 12 Truth from the earth shall spring, whilst heaven Shall streams of justice pour; And God, from whom all goodness flows, Shall endless plenty shower. 13 Before him righteousness shall march, And his just paths prepare; Whilst we his holy steps pursue With constant zeal and care.

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O my complaint, O Lord my God, Thy gracious ear incline; Hear me, distress'd, and destitute Of all relief but thine. 2 Bo thou, O God, preserve my soul, That does thy name adore; Thy servant keep, and him, whose trust Relies on thee, restore. 3 To me, who daily thee invoke, Thy mercy, Lord, extend; § Refresh thy servant’s soul, whose hopes On thee alone depend. 5 Thou, Lord, art good, nor only gool, But prompt to pardon too ; 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 call, For thou wilt answer me.

8 Among the gods there's none like thee,
O Lord, alone divine!
To thee as much inferior they,
As are their works to thine.
9 Therefore their great Creator thee
The nations shals adore;
Their long misguided prayers and praise
To thy bless'd name restore.
10 All shall confess thee great, and great
The wonders thou hast done;
Confess thee God, the God supreme,
Confess thee God alone.

PART II.

11 Teach methy way, O Lord, and I From truth shall ne'er depart ; In rev’rence to thy sacred name Devoutly fix my heart. 12 Thee will I praise, O Lord my God, Praise thee with heart sincere; And to thy everlasting name Eternal trophies rear. 13 Thy boundless mercy shown to me: Transcends my power to tell; For thou hast oft redeem'd my soul From lowest depths of hell. 14 O God, the sons of pride and strife Have my destruction sought ; Regardless of thy power, that oft as my deliv'rance wrought. 15 But à. thy constant goodness didst To my assistance bring; Of patience, mercy, and of truth, Thou everlasting spring ! 16 O bounteous Lord, thy grace and strength To me thy servant show; Thy kind protection, Lord, on me, Thine handmaid’s son, bestow. 17 Some signal give, which my proud foes May see with shame and rage, When thou, O Lord, for my relief And comfort dost engage.

PSALM LXXXVII.

G%. temple crowns the holy mount;
The Lord there condescends to dwell;
2 His Sion’s gates, in his account,
Our Israel’s fairest tents excel.
3 Fame glorious things of thee shall sing,
Q city of th' Almighty King!
4 I'll mention Rahab with due praise,
In Babylon's applauses join,
The fame of Ethiopia raise,
With that of Tyre and Palestine;
And grant that some amongst them born,
Their age and country did adorn.
5 But still of Sion I'll aver,
That many such from her proceed;
Th’ Almighty shall establish her ;
6 His gen'ral list shall show, when read,
That such a person there was born,
And such did such an age adorn.
7 He'll Sion find with numbers fill’d
Of such as merit high renown;
For hand and voice musicians skill'd;
And (her transcending fame to crown,)
Of such she shall successions bring,
Like water from a living spring.

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2 Vouchsafe my mournful voice to hear;
To my distress incline thine ear.
3 For seas of trouble me invade,

*. soul draws nigh to death's cold shade;
4.

7 With rev'rence and religious dread,
His saints should to his temple press;

His fear through all their hearts should spread,
Who his Almighty name confess.

ike one whose strength and hopes are fled, 8 Lord God of armies, who can boast

. They number me among the dead:
5 Like those who, shrouded in the grave,
From thee no more remembrance have;
6 Cast off from thy sustaining care,
Down to the confines of despair. . .
7 Thy wrath has hard upon me lain,
Afflicting me with restless pain; 3.
Me all thy mountain waves have press'd,
Too weak, alas, to bear the least.
8 Remov’d from friends, 1 sigh alone,
In a loath’d dungeon laid, where none
A visit will vouchsafe to me,
Confin'd past hopes of liberty.
9 My eyes from weeping never cease;
They waste, but still my iefs increase;
Yet daily, Lord, to thee I’ve pray’d, .
With out-stretch'd hands invok'd thy aid.
10 Wilt thou by miracle revive .
The dead, whom thou forsook'st alive?
From death restore, thy praise to sing, .
Whom thou from prison would'st not bring?
11 Shall the mute grave thy love confess!
A mould'ring tomb thy faithfulness?
12 Thy truth and power renown obtain
Where darkness and oblivion reign?
13 To thee, O Lord, I cry forlorn;
My prayer prevents the early morn -
14 Why hast thou, Lord, my soul forsook,
Nor once vouchsaf’d a gracious look?
15 Prevailing sorrows bear me down,

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Ofstrength or power like thine renown'd; Of such a num’rous, faithful host, As that which does thy throne surround? 9 Thou dost the lawless sea control, And change the prospeet of the deep; -Thou mak'st the sleeping billows roll; Thou mak’st the rolling billows sleep. 10.Thou break'st in pieces Rahab's pride, And didst oppressing power disarm; Thy scatter'd foes have dearly try’d The force of thy resistless arm. 11. In thee the sov’reign right remains 9f earth and heaven; thee, Lord, alone The world, and all that it contains, Their Maker and Preserver own. 12 The poles on which the globe does rest Were form'd by thy ereating voice; Tabor and Hermon, east and west, In thy sustaining power rejoice. 13.Thy arm is mighty, strong thy hand, Yet, Lord, thou dost with justice reign; 14 Possess'd of absolute command, Thou truth and mercy dost maintain. 15. Happy, thrice happy they, who hear Thy sacred trumpet’s joyful sound; Who may at festivals appear, With thy most glorious presence crown'd. 10.Thy saints shall always be o'erjoy’d, Who on thy sacred name rely; And, in thy righteousness employ'd, Above their foes be rais'd on high. 17 For in thy strength they shall advanee, Whose conquests from thy favour spring; 18.The Lord of hosts is our defence, 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. 30." My servant David I have found, “With holy oil anointed him; 21, “Him shall the hand support that crown'd, “And guard, that gave the diadem. . 22 “No prince from him shall tribute force, “No son of strife shall him annoy; 28." His spiteful foes I will disperse, “And them before his face destroy. 24, “My truth and grace shall him sustain; “His armies, in well-order'd ranks, 25 “Shall conquer, from the Tyrian Maiz, “To Tigris and Euphrates’ banks. 26 “Me for his father he shall take, His God and rock of safety call; 27 “Him I my first-born son will make, “And earthly kings his subjects all. 28 “To him my mercy I’ll secure, “My cov’nant make for ever fast: 29 “His seed for ever shall endure;

Which from my youth with me have grown;

Thy terrors past distract my mind, And fears of blacker days behind. 16 Thy wrath hath burst upon my head, • Thy terrors fill my soul with dread; 17 Environ’d as with waves combin'd, And for a gen'ral deluge join'd. 18 My lovers, friends, familiars, all Remov’d from sight, and out of call; To dark oblivion all retir’d, Dead, or at least to me expir’d.

PSALM LXXXIX.

HY mercies, Lord, shall be my song;
My song on them shall ever dwell;
To ages yet unborn, my tongue
Thy never-failing truth shall tell.
2 I have affirm’d, and still maintain,
Thy mercy shall for ever last;
Thy truth, that does the heavens sustain,
Like them shall stand for ever fast.
3 Thus spak'st thou by the Prophet's voice,
“With David I a league have made;
“To him, my servant, and my choice,
“By solemn oath this grant convey’d:
4 “ Wi. earth, and seas, and skies endure,
“Thy seed shall in my sight remain;
“To them thy throne I will ensure,
“They shall to endless ages reign.”
5 For such stupendous truth and love,
Both heaven and earthjust praises owe,
By choirs of angels sung above,
And by assembled saints below.
6 What seraph of celestial birth
To vie with Israel’s God shall dare :
Or who o the gods of earth
With our Almighty Lord compare?

PART II.

30 “But if his heirs my law forsake,
“And from my sacred precepts stray:
31 “If they my righteous statutes breaks
“Nor strictly my commands obey;
32 “Their sins l’ll visit with a rod,
“And for their folly make them smart:

“His throne, till heaven dissolves, shall last.

33 “Yet will not cease to be their God, “Nor from my truth, like them depart. 34 “My cov’nant I will ne'er revoke, “But in remembrance fast retain; “The thing that once my lips have spoke “Shall in eternal force remain. 35 “Once I have sworn, but once for all, “And made my holiness the tie, “That I my grant will ne'er recall, “Nor to my servant David lie; 36 “Whose throne and race the constant sun “Shall, like his course, establish’d see: 37 “Of this my oath, thou conscious moon, “In heaven my faithful witness be.” 38 Such was thy gracious promise, Lord; But thou hast now our tribes forsook, Thy own Anointed hast abhorr'd, 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 ked, With shame o’erwhelm’d and sorrow drown'd. 46 How long shak we thy absence mourn? Wilt thou for ever, Lord, retire? Shall thy consuming anger burn, Till that and we at once expire? 47 Consider, Lord, how short a space Thou dost for mortal life ordain; No method to prolong the race, But loading it with grief and pain. 48 What man is he that can control Death’s strict unalterable doom Or rescue from the grave his soul, The grave that must mankind entomb: 49 Lord, where's thy love, thy boundless grace, The oath to which thy truth did seal, Consign'd to David and his race, The grant which time shall ne'er repeal? 50 See how thy servants treated are With infamy, reproach and spite; Which in my silent breast I bear, From nations of licentious might. 51. How they, reproaching thy great name, Have made thy servant’s hope their jest; 52 Yet thy just praises we’ll proclaim, And ever sing, The Lord be blest.

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And when thou speak'st the word, Return.
‘Tis instantly obey’d.
4 For in thy sight a thousand years
Are like a day that’s past,
Or like a watch in dead of night,
Whose hours unminded waste.
5 Thou sweep'st us off as with a flood,
We vanish hence like dreams;
At first we grow like grass that feels
The sun's reviving beams:
6 But howsoever fresh and fair
Its morning beauty shows;
'Tis all cut down and wither’d quite,
Before the ev’ning close.
7, 8 We by thine anger are consum’d,
And by thy wrath dismay’d;
Our public crimes and secret sins
Before thy sight are laid.
9 Beneath o anger's sad effects
Our drooping days we spend;
Our unregarded years break off,
Like tales that quickly end.
10 Our term of time is sev’nty years,
An age that few survive;
But if, with more than common strength,
To eighty we arrive,
Yet then our boasted strength decays.
To sorrow turn’d and pain;
So soon the slender thread is cut,
And we no more remain.

PART II.

11. But who thy anger's dread effects Does, as he ought, revere? And yet thy wrath does fall or rise, 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 May ever be inclin'd. 13.0 to thy servants, Lord, return, And speedily relent! As we forsake our sins, do thou Revoke our punishment. 14.To satisfy and cheer our souls, --- Thy early mercy send; That we may all our days to come Injoy and comfort spend. 15, let happy times, with large amends, Dry up our former tears, Or equal at the least the term Of our afflicted years. 16. To all thy servants, Lord, let this Thy wondrous work be known, And to our offspring yet unborn Thy glorious power be shown. 17. Let thy bright rays upon us shine, Give thou our work success; The glorious work we have in hand Du thou wouchsafe to bless.

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4 He over thee his wings shall spread, And cover thy unguarded head; His truth ... 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 remains; 8 Thou only shalt look on and see The wicked's dismal tragedy, 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: 16 And when, with undisturb’d content, His long and happy life is spent, His end I’ll crown with saving health.

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H% 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
His goodness to relate;
And of his constant truth, each night,
The glad effects repeat!
3 To ten-string'd instruments we’ll sing,
With tuneful psalt’ries join’d;
And to the harp, with solemn sounds,
For sacred use design'd.
4. For through thy wondrous works, O Lord,
Thou mak'st my heart rejoice;
The thoughts of them shall make me glad,
And shout with cheerful voice.
5, 6 How wondrous are thy works, O Lord!
How deep are thy decrees!
Whose winding tracks, in secret laid,
No stupid sinner sees.
7. He little thinks, when wicked men,
Like grass, look fresh and gay,
How soon their short-liv'd splendour must
For ever pass away.
8, 9 But thou, my God, art still most high;
And all thy lofty foes,
Who thought they might securely sin,
Shall be o’erwhelm’d with woes.
10 Whilst thou exalt'st my sov’reign power,

And with refreshing oil anoint'st
My consecrated head.
11 I soon shall see my stubborn foes
To utter ruin brought;
And hear the dismal end of those
Who have against me fought.
12. But righteous men, like fruitful palms,
Shall make a glorious show;
As cedars that on Lebanon
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;
And God, my strong defence,
Shall due rewards to all the world
Impartially dispense.

PSALM XCHI.

1TH glory clad, with strength array'd, The Lord, that o'er all nature reignss The world's foundation strongly laid, And the vast fabric still sustains. 2 How surely 'stablish’d is thy throne, Which shall no change or period see! For thou, O Lord, and thou alone, Art God from all eternity! 3, 4 The floods, O Lord, # up their voice; And toss the troubled waves on high; But God above can still their noise, And make the angry sea comply. 5 Thy promise, Lord, is ever sure; And they that in thy house would dwell, That happy station to secure, Must still in holiness excel.

PSALM XCIV. O God, to whom revenge belongs, Thy vengeance now disclose; Arise, thou Judge of all the earth, And crush thy haughty foes. 3, 4 How long, O Lord, shall sinful men Their solemn triumphs make? How long their wicked actions boast, And insolently speak? 5, 6 Not only they thy saints oppress, But, unprovok'd, they spill The widow’s and the stranger's blood, And helpless orphans kill. 7 “And yet the Lord shall ne'er perceive,” Profanely thus they speak, “Nor any irotice 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? Or blind, who fram'd the eye? Shall earth's great Judge not punish those Who his known will defy! 11 He fathoms all the thoughts of men; To him their hearts lie bare; His eye . them all, and sees How vain their counsels are.

PART II.

12 Bless'd is the man, whom thou, O Lord, In kindness dost chastise; And by thy sacred rules to walk

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6 Dost lovingly advise,

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