Unite my heart, that I thy name 12 O Lord my God, with all my 13 heart 14 O God, the proud against me rife, and vi'lent men have met, [thee That for my foul have fought; and 15 But thou art full of pity, Lord, 16 O turn to me thy countenance, Thy servant strengthen, and the fon of thine own handmaid fave. 17 Shew me fign for good; that they which do me hate, may fee, And be afham'd, because thou, Lord, didst help and comfort me. PSALM PSALMS LXXXVII, LXXXVIII. 205 PON the hills of holiness UPO he his foundation fets. 2 God more than Jacob's dwellings all delights in Sion's gates. 3 Things glorious are faid of thee, thou city of the Lord. 4 Rahab and Babel, I to thofe Behold ev❜n Tyrus, and with it this man was born therein. 5 And it of Sion fhall be said, This man, and that man there Was born: and he that is most High himself shall stablish her. 6 When God the people writes, he'll count that this man born was there. 7 There be that fing and play: and all my well-fprings in thee are. 'L PSALM LXXXVIII. ORD God, my Saviour, day and before thee cry'd have I. [night 2 Before thee let my prayer come; give ear unto my cry. S 3 For foul: 3 For troubles great do fill my life draws nigh the grave. my 4 I'm counted with thofe that go down to pit and no strength have. 5 Ev'n free among the dead, like them that flain in grave do lie; Cut off from thy hand, whom no more thou haft in memory. 6 Thou haft me laid in lowest pit, in deeps and darkfome caves. 7 Thy wrath lies hard on me, thou haft me prefs'd with all thy waves. 8 Thou haft put far from me my friends; thou mad'ft them to abhor me: And I am fo fhut up, that I find no evafion for me. 9 By reason of affliction, mine eye mourns dolefully: To thee, Lord, do I call, and stretch my hands continually. 10 Wilt thou fhew wonders to the dead? fhall they rife and thee blefs? II Shall in the grave thy love be told? in death thy faithfulness? 12 Shall thy great wonders in the dark, or fhall thy right'ouiness Be Be known to any in the land of deep forgetfulness ? 13 But, Lord, to thee I cry'd, my pray'r at morn prevent shall thee. 14 Why, Lord, dost thou caft off my foul? and hid'st thy face from me? 15 Distrest am I, and from my youth Thy terrors I have borne, and am 16 The dreadful fiercenefs of thy wrath 18 My friends thou haft put far from me, and him that did me love; And thofe that mine acquaintance were to darkness didft remove. I G PSALM LXXXIX. OD's mercies I will ever fing, Thy Thy faithfulness make to be known to generations all. 2 For mercy fhall be built, faid I, for ever to endure; Thy faithfulness, ev'n in the heav'ns, thou wilt establish fure. 3 I with my chofen one have made a cov'nant graciously; And to my fervant whom I lov❜d, to David fworn have I: 4 That I thy feed establish shall for ever to remain, And will to generations all thy throne build and maintain. 5 The praises of thy wonders, Lord, the heavens fhall express; And in the congregation of faints, thy faithfulness. 6 For who in heaven with the Lord may once himself compare? Who is like God among the fons of those that mighty are? 7 Great fear in meeting of the faints is due unto the Lord; And he of all about him should with rev'rence be ador'd. |