PSALMS CX 7 My God, thy long delay to save, Will sink thy pris'ner to the grave ; My heart grows faint, and dim mine eye, Make haste to help before I die. p The night is witness to my tears. Distressing pains, distressing fears; O might I hear thy morning voice, How would my weary'd pow'rs rejoice? 9 In thee I trust, to thee I sigh, And lift my heavy soul on high; For thee sit waiting all the day, And wear the tiresome hours away. 10 Break offmy fetters, Lord, and show Which is the path my féet should go- ; If snares and foes beset the road, I flee to hide me near my God. Il Teach me to do thy holy will, And lead me to thy heav'nly hill: Let the good spirit of thy love Conduct me to thy courts above. 12 Then shall my soulno more complain, The tempter then shall rage in vain; And flesh, that was my foe before, Shall never vex my spirit more. PSALM CXLI V. PART I. ver. 1, 2. Assistance and victory in the spiritual warfare. 1 FOR ever blessed be the Lord, My Saviour and my shield;. He sends his Spirit with his word, To arm me for the field. 2 When sin-and hell their force unite, He makes my soul his care, Instructs me to the heav'nly fight, And guards me thro' the war. 3 A friend and helper so divine, Doth my weak courage raise; He makes the glorious victory mine, And his shall be the praise. PSALM CXLIV. Pane II. 5, 4, 5, 6. The vanity* of man, and condescension of God. it LORD, what is man, poor feeble manl Born of the earth at first ! His life a shadow, light and vain, Still hasting to the dust. 2 O what is feeble dying man, Or any of his race, That God should make it his concern To visit him with grace ! 3 ThatGod who darts hislightnings down, Who shakes the worlds above, And mountains tremble at his frown, How wondrous is his love. PSALMCXLIV. PART III. ver. 12...15. Grace ataveriehes: or, thehappy nation. 1 HAPPY the city, where their sons, Like pillars round a palace set, LIV. CXLV. An ddasghters,bright as potish'd ston rs, Give strength and beauty to the state. I Happy the country, where the sheep, Cattle,-and corn have large increase; Where men securely work or sleep, Nor sons of plunder break the peace. 3 Happy the nation thus endow'd, But more divinely blestare those On whom the all - sufficient God Himself with all his grace bestows. PSALM CXLIV. [L. M.] lí The greatness of God. 1 MY God, my king, thy various praise Shall fill the remnant of my days ; Thy-grace employ my humble tongue Till death and glory raise the song. 2 The wings of ev'ry hour shall bear Some thankful tribute to thine ear; And ev'ry setting sun shall see New works of duty done for thee. 3 Thy truth and justice I'll proclaim; Thy bounty flows, an endless stream: Thy mercy swift; thine anger stow,. But dreadful to the stubborn foe. 4 Thy works with sov'reign glory shine, And speak thy majesty divine ; Let Britain round her shores proclaim The soundand honour of thy name. 5 Let distant times and nations raise The long succession of thy praise; And unborn ages make my song The joy and labour of their tongue. 6 But who can speakthywond'rous deeds? Thy greatness all our thoughts ex- ceeds; Vast and unsearchable thy ways, Vast and immortal be thy praise. PSALM CXLV. 1 -7, 11 -13. Parr I. The greatness of -God. 1 LONG as I live I'll bless thy name,. My King, my GM of love; My work and joy shall be the same In the bright world above. 2 Great is the Lord, his pow'r unknown, And let his praise be great: I'll sing the honours of thy throne, Thy works of grace repeat. 3 Thy grace shall dwell upon my tongue; And while my lips rejoice, The men that hear my sacred song Shall join their cheerful voice. 4 Fathers to sons shall teach thy name, And children learn thy ways ; Ages to come thy truth proclaim, And nations sound thy praise. 5 Thy glorious deeds ofancient date Shall thro' the world be known ;1 Thine arm of pow'r, thy heav'nly state, With publicsplendor shown.
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