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3 There ev'n the Sparrow, freed from wrang,

Hath found a house of reft ;
The swallow there, to lay her young,

Hath built her brooding nest :
Ev'n by thy Altars, Lord of Hofts,

They find their safe ebode,
And bome they fly from round the Coafis

Tow'rd thee, my King, my God.
Happy, who in thy House reside,

Where thee they ever praise ;
5 Happy, whose strength in thee doth bide,

And in their hearts thy ways.
6 They pass through Baca's tbirfy Vale,

Ibat dry and barren ground,
As through a fruitful watry Dale

Where Springs and Show'rs abound.
7 They journey on from ftrength to ftrength

With joy and gladfom cheer, Till all before our God at lengtb

In Sion do appear. 8 Lord God of Hosts, hear now my prayer,

O Jacob's God, give car ; 9 Thou God, our field, look on the face

Of thy anointed dear. 10 For one day in thy Courts to be

Is better, and more blej, Than in the joys of vanity

A thousand days at beft:
I in the Temple of my God

Had rather keep a door,
Than dwell in Tents, and rich abock,

With Sin for evermore,

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1 For God the Lord both Sun and Shield

Gives Grace and Glory bright;
No good from them fall be withheld

Whose ways are just and right.
m2 Lord God of Hosts, that reign's on bigb,

That man is truly bleft, Who only on thee doth relie,

And in thee only rest.

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PSAL. LXXXV.
HY Land to favour graciously

Thou hast not, Lord, been fack:
Thou hast from bard Captivity

Returned Jacob back.
2 Th' iniquity thou didft forgive

That wrought thy People's woe,
And all their Sin, that did tbee grieve,

Haft hid where none foould know.
3 Thine anger all thou hast remou'd

And calmly didst return
From thy + fierce wrath, which we had prov'd

+ Heb. Tbe burning beat of tby wrasbi
Far worfe than fire to burn.
4 God of our saving health and

peace, Turn us, and us restore ; Thine indignation cause to cease

Tow'rd us, and cbide no more. 5 Wilt thou be angry without end For ever angry thus ?

Wilt

Wilt thou thy frowning ire extend

From age to age on us ? 6 Wilt thou nòt * turn, and bear our voice,

And us again * revive, * Heb. turn to quicken tin That so thy People may rejoice

By thee preserv'd alive?
7 Cause us to see thy goodness, Lord,

To us thy mercy Thew;
Thy saving health to us afford,

And life in us renew.
8 And now what God the Lord will speak,

I will go frait and hear ;
For to his people he speaks peace

And to his Saints full dear :
To his dear Saints he will speak peace,

But let them never more
Return to folly, but furcease

To trespass as before.
9 Surely to such as do him fear

Salvation is at hand,
And glory shall'ere long appear

To dwell within our Land.
10 Mercy and Truth that long were miss'd

Now joyfully are met;
Sweet Peace and Righteoufness have kiss’d,

And band in band are set.
11 Truth from the Earth, like to a Flow'r,

Shall bud and blossom tben;
And Juftice from her Heav'nly bow's

Look down of mortal men.

12 The Lord will also then bestow

Whatever thing is good,
Our Land shall forth in plenty throw

Her fruits to be our food.
13 Before him Righteousness Tall go

His Royal barbinger:
Then * will he.come, and not be now;
His footsteps cannot err.

* Heb. He will fet bis steps to the way.

PSAL. LXXXVI.

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*H Y gracious ear, O Lord, incline ;

O hear me I thee pray : For I am poor, and almost pine

With need, and sad decay. 2 Preserve my Soul, for p I have trod + Heb. I am

Thy ways, and love the just; good, loving Save thou thy Servant, O my God, doer of good and

Who fill in thee doth trust : boly things, 3 Pity me, Lord, for daily thee

I call; 4. O make rejoice
Thy Servant's Soul; for, Lord, to thee

I lift my Soul and voice.
s For thou art good, thou, Lord, art prone

To pardon, thou to all Art full of mercy, thou alone

To them that on thee call. 6 Unto my supplication, Lord,

Give ear, and to the cry

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Of my incesant Prayers afford

Thy hearing graciously.
7 I in the day of my distress

Will call on thee for aid;
For thou wilt grant me free access,

And answer wbat I pray'd.
8 Like thee among the Gods is none,

O Lord, nor any works of all, that other Gods bave done,

Like to thy glorious works.
9 The Nations all, whom thou hast made,

Shall come and all foall frame
To bow them low before thee, Lord,

And glorifie thy name.
10 For great thou art, and wonders greet

By thy strong hand are done; Thou in thy everlasting Seat

Remaineft God alone,
11 Teach me, O Lord, thy way moff rigbt,

I in thy truth will bide ;
To fear thy name my heart unite,

So fall it never side.
12 Thee will I praise, O Lord my God,

Thee bonour, and adore,
With my whole heart, and blaze abroad

Thy name for evermore.
13 For great thy mercy is tow'rd me,

And thou hast freed my Soul, Ev'n from the lowest Hell fet free From deepest darkness

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