PSALM LXIII.

O GOD, Thou art my God alone :
Early to Thee my soul shall cry;
A pilgrim in a land unknown,
A thirsty land whose springs are dry.
Oh that it were as it hath been,
When, praying in the holy place,
Thy power and glory I have seen,
And marked the footsteps of Thy grace !
Yet through this rough and thorny maze
I follow hard on Thee, my GOD :
Thy hand, unseen, upholds my ways;
I safely tread where Thou hast trod.
Thee, in the watches of the night,
When I remember on my bed,
Thy presence makes the darkness light ;
Thy guardian wings are round my head.
Better than life itself, Thy love,
Dearer than all beside to me;
For whom have I in heaven above,
Or what on earth, compared with Thee ?
Praise with my heart, my mind, my voice,
For all thy mercy I will give;
My soul shall still in GOD rejoice ;
My tongue shall bless Thee while I live.

PSALM LXXII.

HAIL to the LORD'S Anointed !

Great David's greater Son! Hail, in the time appointed,

His reign on earth begun ! He comes to break oppression,

To set the captive free; To take away transgression, And rule in equity.

He shall come down like showers

Upon the fruitful earth;
And love, joy, hope, like flowers,

Spring in His path to birth.
Before Him, on the mountains,

Shall Peace, the herald, go; And righteousness, in fountains,

From hill to valley flow.

Arabia's desert-ranger

To Him shall bow the knee; The Ethiopian stranger

His glory come to see ; With offerings of devotion,

Ships from the isles shall meet, To pour the wealth of ocean

In tribute at His feet.

Kings shall fall down before Him,

And gold and incense bring ; All nations shall adore Him,,

His praise all people sing ; For He shall have dominion

O’er river, sea, and shore, Far as the eagle's pinion

Or dove's light wing can soar.

For Him shall prayer unceasing

And daily vows ascend ;
His kingdom still increasing,

A kingdom without end.
The mountain-dew shall nourish

A seed in weakness sown,
Whose fruit shall spread and flourish,

And shake like Lebanon.

O’er every foe victorious,

He on His throne shall rest ; From age to age more glorious,

All blessing and all blessed.
The tide of time shall never

His covenant remove :
His name shall stand for ever :

That name to us is-Love,

PSALM LXXVII. IN time of tribulation,

Hear, LORD, my feeble cries;
With humble supplication

To Thee my spirit flies.
My heart with grief is breaking ;

Scarce can my voice complain ;
Mine eyes, with tears kept waking,

Still watch and weep in vain. The days of old, in vision,

Bring vanished bliss to view; The years of lost fruition

Their joys in pangs renew : Remembered songs of gladness,

Through night's lone silence brought, Strike notes of deeper sadness,

And stir desponding thought. Hath GOD cast off for ever?

Can time His truth impair? His tender mercy, never

Shall I presume to share?
Hath He His loving-kindness

Shut up in endless wrath?
No: this is mine own blindness,

That cannot see His path.
I call to recollection

The years of His right hand, And, strong in His protection,

Again through faith I stand. Thy deeds, O LORD, are wonder;

Holy are all Thy ways: The secret place of thunder

Shall utter forth Thy praise.

PSALM CVII. THANK and praise JEHOVAH'S name; For His mercies firm and sure, From eternity the same, To eternity endure.

Let the ransomed thus rejoice,
Gathered out of every land,
As the people of His choice,
Plucked from the destroyer's hand.

In the wilderness astray,
Hither, thither, while they roam,
Hungry, fainting by the way,
Far from refuge, shelter, home,

Then unto the LORD they cry;
He inclines a gracious ear,
Sends deliverance from on high,
Rescues them from all their fear.

To a pleasant land He brings,
Where the vine and olive grow,
Where from flowery hills the springs
Through luxuriant valleys flow,

Oh that inen would praise the LORD
For His goodness to their race!
For the wonders of His Word,
And the riches of His grace!

PSALM CXIII.

SERVANTS of GOD, in joyful lays
Sing ye the LORD JEHOVAH's praise;
His glorious name let all adore,
From age to age, for evermore.

Blest be that name, supremely blest,
From the sun's rising to its rest.
Above the heavens His power is known,
Through all the earth His goodness shown.

Who is like God?—so great, so high,
He bows Himself to view the sky;
And yet, with condescending grace,
Looks down upon the human race;

He hears the uncomplaining moan
Of those who sit and weep alone;
He lifts the mourner from the dust,
And saves the poor in Him that trust.
Servants of GOD, in joyful lays
Sing ye the LORD JEHOVAH's praise:
His saving name let all adore,
From age to age, for evermore.

PSALM CXVI.

I LOVE the LORD: He lent an ear

When I for help implored ;
He rescued me from all my fear;

Therefore I love the LORD.

Return, my soul, unto thy rest,

From God no longer roam; His hand hath bountifully blest,

His goodness called thee home.

What shall I render unto Thee,

My Saviour in distress,
For all Thy benefits to me,

So great and numberless?
This will I do, for Thy love's sake,

And thus Thy power proclaim:
Salvation's sacred cup I take,

And call upon Thy name. Thou God of covenanted grace,

Hear, and record my vow, While in Thy courts I seek Thy face,

And at Thine altar bow:

Henceforth to Thee myself to give,

With single heart and eye,
To walk before Thee while I live,

And bless Thee when I die.