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Such guests shall to thy courts be led,
Of joys that shall for ever last.
Yet let not their successful state
3 GOD to the just will aid afford,
From the xxxvii. Psalm of David.
Their strength in time of need is he
1 THOUGH wicked men grow rich or The LORD will timely succor send, And from the wicked set them free.
Thy anger or thy envy raise;
Secure from danger and frou want:
Shall all thy earnest wishes grant.
To perfect every just design;
And as a mid-day sun to shine.
Nor envy the success of crime;
But he was gone as swift as thought;
2 Observe the perfect man with care,
Their roughest days in peace shall end
5 LORD, hear my cry, accept my tears,
Who sojourn like a stranger here
I THE wicked I in power have seen,
6 O spare me yet a little time;
II WAITED meekly for the LORD,
And heard from heaven my humble cry.
To hopes of like deliv'rauce raise.
And hates the hypocrite's disguise.
The power of numbers, speech, and thought.
5 I've learnt that thou hast not desired Off'rings and sacrifice alone; Nor blood of guiltless beasts required For man's transgression to atone. 6 I therefore come-come to fulfil
46 Let therefore Israel s LORD and GOD
The oracles thy books impart ; "T is my delight to do thy will,
Thy law is written in my heart. 7 In full assemblies I have told
Thy truth and righteousness at large: Nor did, thou know'st, my lips withhold
From uttering what thou gav'st in charge: 8 Nor kept within my breast confined
Thy faithfulness and saving grace, But preach'd thy love, for all design'd,
That all might that and truth embrace. 9 Then let those mercies I declared
To others, LORD, extend to me;
1 HAPPY the man whose tender care
2 The LORD his life, with blessings crown'd,
That seek to do him wrong. 3 If he, in languishing estate,
Oppress'd with sickness lie; The LORD will easy make his bed, And inward strength supply. 4 Secure of this, to thee, my God, I thus my prayer address'd; "LORD, for thy mercy, heal my soul, Though I have much transgress'd." 5 Thy tender care secures my life From danger and disgrace; And thou vouchsaf'st to set me still Before thy glorious face.
2 Why throb, my heart? why sink, my sadd'ning soul?
Why droop to earth, with various woes oppress'd?
My years shall yet in blissful circles roll, And peace be yet an inmate of this breast. 3 LORD, thy sure mercies, ever in my sight, My heart shall gladden through the tedious day;
And 'midst the dark and gloomy shades
To thee, my GOD, I'll tune the grateful lay.
4 Why faint, my soul? why doubt JEHO VAH'S aid?
Thy GOD, the GOD of mercy still shall prove;
Within his courts thy thanks shall yet be
Unquestion'd be his faithfulness and love
1 LET me with light and truth be bless'd;
And in thy sacred temple pray.
2 Then will I there fresh altars raise
Who will thy ruin'd state repair.
1 WHILE I the King's loud praise rehearse,
My tongue is like the pen of him
2 How matchless is thy form, O King!
9 Gird on thy sword, most mighty prince;
With glorious ornaments of power,
4 Ride on in state, and still protect
5 How sharp thy weapons are to them
6 But thy firm throne, O GOD, is fix'd,
Thy sceptre's sway shall always last,
7 Because thy heart, by justice led,
8 Therefore did Gop, thy GOD, on thee
6 This GOD is ours and will be ours,
In him, undaunted, we'll confide; Though earth were from her centre tost, And mountains in the ocean lost,
Torn piece-meal by the roaring tide. 2 A gentler stream with gladness still The city of our LORD shall fill,
The royal seat of GOD most high:
From the 1. Psalm of David.
1 THE LORD hath spoke, the mighty GoD
From dawning light till day declines: The list'ning earth his voice hath heard, And he from Sion hath appear'd,
Where beauty in perfection shines.
2 Our God shall come, and keep no more Misconstrued silence as before,
But wasting flames before him send; Around shall tempests fiercely rage, Whilst he does heaven and earth engage His just tribunal to attend. 3 Assemble all my saints to me, (Thus runs the great divine decree,)
That in my lasting covenant live, And offerings bring with constant care: The heavens his justice shall declare, For GOD himself shall sentence give. PART II. II. 2.
1 ATTEND, my people; Israel, hear; accuser appear;
Thy GoD, thine only GOD ain I: "T is not of offerings I complain, Which, daily in my temple slain,
My sacred altar did supply. 2 The sacrifices I require Are hearts which love and zeal inspire, And vows with: strictest care made good: In time of trouble call on me, And I will set thee safe and free,
And thou shalt praise thy gracious GOD. S Consider this, ye thoughtless men! My vengeance shall not fall in vain,
And none will dare your cause to own: Who praises me due honor gives, And to the man that justly lives My strong salvation shall be shown.
8 Blot out my crying sins,
9 Withdraw not thou thy help, Nor cast me from thy sight; Nor let thy Holy Spirit take
His everlasting flight.
10 The joy thy favor gives
11 So I thy righteous ways
12 Could sacrifice atone,
Whole flocks and herds should die; But on such off'rings thou disdain'st To cast a gracious eye.
13 A broken spirit is
By GoD most highly prized; By him a broken, contrite heart, Shall never be despised.
14 Let Sion favor find,
Of thy good will assured; And thy own city flourish long, By lofty wails secured.
10 GOD, my heart is fix'd, 't is bent,
4 The LORD has oft his will express'd, And I this truth have fully known; To be of boundless power possess'd, Belongs of right to God alone.
From the 1xv. Psalm of David.
1 FOR thee, O GOD, our constant praise
And all our zealous vows complete. 2 Thou! who to every humble prayer, Dost always bend thy list'ning ear, To thee shall all mankind repair, And at thy gracious throne appear. 3 Our sins, though numberless, in vain To stop thy flowing mercy try; Whilst thou 'erlook'st the guilty stain, And washest out the crimson dye. 4 Blest is the man, who near thee placed, Within thy sacred dwelling lives! "T is there abundantly we taste The vast delights thy temple givés.
L. M. 1 LORD! from thy unexhausted store, Thy rain relieves the thirsty ground, Makes lands, that barren were before,
With corn and useful fruits abound." 2 On rising ridges down it pours,
And every furrow'd valley fills. Thou mak'st them soft with gentle showers In which a blest increase distils.