PSALM CXXIX. The Life and Death of good Men. Common Metre. 1. MY GOD, the steps of pious men Are order'd by thy will; Tho' they fhou'd fall, they rife again; II. The LORD delights to fee their ways, He'll ne'er deprive them of his The heavenly heritage is theirs, grace, Their portion and their home: He feeds them now, and makes them heirs IV. Mark well the man of righteousness, His fev'ral steps attend; True pleasure runs thro' all his ways, PSALM CXXX. The Justice and Goodness of GOD. I. THY juftice, LORD, maintains its throne, Tho' mountains melt away; Thy judgments are a world unknown, II. Safety to men thy goodness brings, III. From thee, when fhort-liv'd joys run low, IV. Tho' all created light decay, And death close up our eyes; PSALM CXXXI. The Character and Reward of the good Man. Long Metre. I. THIS fpacious earth is all the LORD's, And men, and worms, and beasts, and birds He rais'd it high above the feas, And form'd it for their dwelling place. II. But there's a brighter world on high, And dwell fo near his maker GOD? III. He who abhors, and fears to fin, Whose heart is pure; whofe hands are clean: IV. These are the men, the pious race, PSALM CXXXII. The Seafons of the Year. Common Metre. I. WITH fongs and honours founding loud Addrefs the LORD on high; Over the heav'ns he fpreads his cloud, II. He fends his fhow'rs of bleffings down To chear the plains below: He makes the grafs the mountains crown, III. He gives the grazing ox his meat, He hears the ravens cry: But man who taftes his finest wheat, Should raise his honours high. IV. His steady counfels change the face, He bids the fun cut fhort his race, V. His hoary froft, his fleecy fnow, VI. When from his dreadful ftores on high The wretch that dares his GOD defy He fends his word and melts the fnow, VIII. The changing wind, the flying cloud, Obey his mighty word: With fongs and honours founding loud, Praise W1 ye the fov'reign LORD. PSALM CXXXIII. The Citizen of Zion: Common Metre. I. HO fhall inhabit in thy hill, Whom will the LORD admit to dwell II. The man who walks in pious ways, He speaks the meaning of his heart, IV. The wealthy finner he contemns, V. His hands difdain a golden bribe, And never gripe the poor: This man fhall dwell with GOD on earth, And find his heav'n fecure, MY PSALM CXXXIV. Seeking after GOD. Short Metre. I. Y GOD, permit my tongue |