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5 So shall my heart o'erflow with joy,
More lasting and more true
And take my needful rest ;
PSALM 5. L. M.
From the v. Psalm of David.
Accept my secret prayer;
Will I for help repair.
And, with the dawning day, To thee devoutly I 'll look up,
To thee devoutly pray.
In ihy abundant grace ;
Tow'rd thy most holy place.
With shouts their joy proclaim:
And all that love thy name.
His blessing will extend;
1 IN mercy, not in wrath,
Rebuke me, gracious God!
I sink beneath thy rod.
My load of guilt I feel:
O let that Spirit heal. 3 In trouble and in gloom,
Must I for ever mourn ?
In pitying love return ? 4 O come, ere life expire,
Send down thy power to save;
Or praise thee in the grave ?
1 0 THOU, to whom all creatures bow
Within this earthly frame, Through all the world how great art thou !
How glorious is thy name!
Nor fully reckon'd there;
Thy boundless praise declare. 3 When heaven, thy beauteous work on high,
Employs my wond'ring sight; The moon, that nightly rules the sky,
With stars of feebler light ;-
To keep him in thy mind?
To them so wondrous kind ?
To thy celestial train ; Ordain'd with dignity and state,
O'er all thy works to reign. 6 They jointly own his powerful sway:
The beasts that prey or graze ;
The fish that cuts the seas.
Within this earthly frame,
How glorious is thy name!
1 TO celebrate thy praise, O LORD,
I will my heart prepare ;
Thy wondrous works, declare.
Exalted pleasures bring ;
Triumphant praise I sing.
His righteous throne prepared, Impartial justice to dispense,
To punishi or reward.
4 All those who have his goodness proved
Will in his truth confide;
That on his help relied.
From Sion, his abode;
PSALM 9. C. M.
From the xi. Psalm of David 1 THE LORD a holy temple hath,
And righteous throne, above; Whence he surveys the sons of men,
And how their counsels move,
For trial does correct,
Whom he abhors, expect ?
Shall in one tempest shower; This dreadful mixture his revenge
Into their cup shall pour,
With signal favor grace,
PSALM 10. C. M,
From the xiii. Psalm of David.
Must I for ever mourn?
Oh! never to return ?
Restore thy wonted light, Dawn on my spirit, lest I sleep
In death's most gloomy night.
Beneath thy mercy's wing,
My heart with joy shall spring.
To thee, my God, ascend, Who to thy servant in distress Such bounty didst extend.
From the xiv. Psalm of David. 1 THE LORD look'd down from heaven's high tower,
And all the sons of men did view, To see if any own'd his power,
If any truth or justice knew ;
2 But all, he saw, were gone aside,
All were degen’rate grown and base ; None took religion for their guide,
Not one of all the sinful race. 3 How will they tremble then for fear,
When his just wrath shall them o’ertake: For to the righteous God is near,
And never will their cause forsake. 4 O that from Sion he'd employ
His might, and burst th' oppressive band ! Then shouts of universal joy
Should loudly echo through the land,
1 LORD, who 's the happy man that may
To thy blest courts repair, Not, stranger-like, to visit them,
But to inhabit there?
Whom righteousness directs;
The thing his heart rejects.
His neighbor's fame to wound ; Nor hearken to a false report
By malice whisper'd round. 4 Who vice, in all its pomp and power,
Can treat with just neglect ; And piety, though clothed in rags,
Has ever firmly stood ;
He makes his promise good. 6 Whose soul in usury disdains
His treasure to employ ;
The guiltless to destroy.
Has happiness insured,
By Providence secured.
2 I strive each action to approve
To his all-seeing eye;
Because he still is nigh.
My glory does rejoice;
Waked by his powerful voice.
My soul from heil shalt free; Nor let thy Holy One in death
The least corruption see. 5 Thou shalt the paths of life display,
Which to thy presence lead ; Where pleasures dwell without allay,
And joys that never fade.
From the xviii. Psalm of David.
PART I. L. M.
My firm affection, LORD, to thee;
A fortress and defence to me.
My trust is in thy mighty power ;
At home my safeguard and my tower 3 To thee I will address my prayer,
To whom all praise we justly owe;
Be guarded safe from every foe.
1 Thou suit'st, O LORD, thy righteous ways
To various paths of human kind;
With thee shall wondrous mercy find. 2 Thou to the just shalt justice show;
The pure thy purity shalt see.
Shall meet with due returns from thee. 3 That he the humble soul will save,
And crush the haughty's boasted might In me the LORD an instance gave,
Whose darkness he has turn'd to light. 4 Who then deserves to be adored,
But God, on whom my hopes depend ? Or who, except the mighty LORD,
Can with resistless power defend ?