PSALMS. CXXXi$. 710 Or should I try to shun thy sight Beneath the spreading veil of night, One glance of thine, one piercing my, Would kindle darkness into day. 10 " O may these thoughts possess my breast, Where'er I rove,where'er I rest! Nor let my weaker passions dare Consent to sin, for God is there." . PAUSE II. 11 The veil of night is no disguise, No screen from thy all - searching eyes: Thy hand can seize thy foes as soon Thro'midnightshades as blazing noon. 12 Midnight and noon in this agree, Great God; they're bothalike to thee: Not death can hide whatGod will spy, And hell lies naked to his eye. 13 " O may these thoughts possessmy breast, Where'er I rove, .wbereer I rest! Nor let my weaker passions dare Consent to sin, for God is there." PSALM CXXXIX. PART II. [L. M.]' The ,eonderfid formation of mare. n 'TWAS from thy hand, my God, I came, A work of such a curious frame? In me thy fearful wonders shine, And each proclaim thy skill divine. 2 Thine eyes did all my limbs survey, Which yet in dark confusion lay; Thou saw'st thedailygrowth they took, Form'd by the model of thy book. 3 By thee my growing parts were nam'd, Andwhatthy sov'reigncounselsfram'd' (The breathing lungs,thebeatingheartj Was copy'd with unerring art. At last, to shew my Maker'sname, God stamp'd his image on my frame, And in some unknown moment join'd The finish'd members to the mind. There the young seeds of thoughtsbe- gan, And all the passions of the man : Great God, our infant nature pays Immortal tribute to thy praise. PAUSE. 6 Lord, since in my advancing age, I've acted on life's busy stage, Thy thoughts of love to me surmount The pow'r of numbers to recount. 7 I could survey the ocean o'er, And count each sand that makes the shore, Beforemy swiftestthoughts could trace Thenom rows wonders of thy grace. - 8 These on my heart are still imprest, With these I give my eyes to rest, And at my waking hour I find God and his love possess my mind. PSALM CXXXÍX.- PART III. ['L."M.] Sincerityprgfeesed, rend grace Cried: or, the heart - searching God. 1 MY God, what inward grief I feel When impious men transr ress thy will, I mourn to hear their lips profame, Take thy tremendous naine in vain. 2 Does not my soul detest and hate The sons of malice and deceit? Those that oppose thy laws and thee, I count them enemies to me. 3 Lord,search nay sonl,try ev'ry thought Tho' my own heart accuse me not Ofwalking in a false disguise, I beg the trial of thine eyes. 3 Path secret mischief lurk within ; Do I indulge some unknown sin; O turn my feet whene'er I stray, And lead me in thy perfect way. PSALM CXXXIX. PART 1. [C. M. God is every where. I IN all my vast concerns with thee, In vainmy soul would try To shun thy presence, Lord, or flee The notice of thine eye. 2 Thy all - surrounding sight surveys My rising and my rest, My public walks, my private ways, And-secrets of my breast. 3 My thoughts lie open to the Lord, Before they're form'd within: And ere my lips pronounce the word, Ile knows the sense I -mean. 4 0 wondrous knowledge, deep and high! Where can a creature hide? Within thy circling arms I lie, Beset on ev'ry side. 5 So let thy grace surround ene still, And like a bulwark prove, To guard my soul from every ill, Secur'd by sovereign love. PAUSE. 6 Lord, where shall guilty souls retire, Forgotten and unknown? In hell they meet thy dreadful fire, In heav'n thy glorious throne. 7 Should I suppress my vital breath, To 'scope the wrath divine; Thy voice would break the bars of death, And make the grave resign, 8 If wing'd with beamsof morning - light, I fly beyond the west; Tbyhand,whichmustsapport myflight, Would soon betray my rest. 9 If o'er my sins I think to draw The curtains of the night;. Those flaming eyes that guard thy law Would torn the shades to light.
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