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PSALM 2 I ATTEND, O earth, whilst I declare

God's uncontrould decree; “ Thou art my son, this day my heir

“ Have I begotten thee. 2 - Ask and receive thy full demands;

66 Thine shall the heathen be ; 66 The utmost limits of the land

“ Shall be possess’d by thee." 3 Appease the Son with due respect,

Your timely homage pay; Lest he revenge the bold neglect,

Incens’d by your delay.
4 If but in part his anger rise,

Who can endure the flame ?
Then blest are they whose hope relies
On his most holy name.

PSALM 4. 1 TAND ye in awe of God's commands,

Flee ev'ry thing that's ill; Commune in private with your hearts,

And bend them to his will. 2 The place of other sacrifice

Let righteousness supply;
And let your hope, securely fix'd,

On God alone rely.
3 While worldly minds impatient grow

More prosp'rous times to see,

Still let the glories of thy face

Shine brightly, Lord, on me. 4 To Father, Son, and Holy-Ghost,

The God whom we adore, Be glory; as it was, is now, And shall be evermore.

PSALM 5. i LORD, hear the voice of my complaint,

Accept my secret pray'r; To thee alone, my King, my God,

Will I for help repair. 2 Thou in the morn my voice shalt hear,

And with the dawning day To thee devoutly I'll look up,

To thee devoutly pray.
30 let all those who trust in thee

With shouts their joy proclaim ;
Let them rejoice whom thou preserv’st,

And all that love thy name.
4 To righteous men the righteous Lord

His blessings will extend,
And with his favour all his saints,
As with a shield defend.

PSALM 8.
10 Thou, to whom all creatures bow

Within this earthly frame, Through all the world how great art thou ! How glorious is thy name !

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2 When heav'n, thy, beauteous work on high,

Employs my wand’ring sight;
The moon that nightly rules the sky,

With stars of feebler light; 3 What's man, (say 1,) that, Lord, thou loy'st

To keep him in thy mind ?
Or what his offspring, that thou prov'st

To them so wondrous kind ?
4 Him next in pow'r thou didst create

To thy celestial train ; Ordain’d with dignity and state

O’er all thy works to reign. 5 They jointly own his pow’rful sway; The beasts that

prey graze; The bird that wings its airy way;

The fish that cuts the seas.
6 O thou, to whom all creatures bow

Within this earthly frame,
Thro' all the world how great art thou !
How glorious is thy name !

PSALM 8. OLD VERSION.
1 O God our Lord, how wonderful

Are thy works ev'ry where! Thy fame surmounts in dignity

The highest heav'ns that are.
2 Ev’n by the mouth of sucking babes

Thou wilt confound thy foes;
For in those babes thy might is seen,
Thy graces they disclose.

3 And when I see the heav'ns above,

The work of thine own hand,
The sun, the moon, and all the stars,

In order as they stand ;
4 Lord, what is man, that thou of him

Tak’st such abundant care !
Or what the Son of Man, whom thou
To visit dost not spare !

Psalm 9.
1
To celebrate thy praise

, O Lord,
I will my heart prepare ;
To all the list’ning world thy works,
Thy wondrous

works, declare.
2 The thought of them shall to my soul

Exalted pleasure bring;
Whilst to thy name, 0 thou most high,

Triumphant praise I sing. 3 All those who have his goodness prov'd,

Will in his truth confide; Whose mercy

ne'er forsook the man
That on his help rely’d.
4 Sing praises, therefore, to the Lord

From Sion, his abode;
Proclaim his deeds, till all the world
Confess no other God.

PSALM 15.
1
LORD, who's the happy man that may
To thy blest courts repair?

Not, stranger-like, to visit them,

But to inhabit there?

2 'Tis he, whose ev'ry thought and deed

By rules of virtue moves;
Whose gen'rous tongue disdains to speak

The thing his heart disproves. 3 Who never did a slander forge

His neighbour's fame to wound; Nor hearken to a false report

Nor malice whisper'd round.
4 Who to his plighted vows and trust

Hath ever firmly stood;
And, though he promise to his loss,

He makes his promise good.
5 The man, who by this steady course

Has happiness insur'd, When earth's foundation shakes, shall stand,

By Providence secur'd.

PSALM 16.

1 My soul shall ever bless the Lord,

Whose precepts give me light, And private counsel still afford

In sorrow's dismal night.
2 I strive each action to approve

To his all-seeing eye;
No dangers shall my hopes remove,
Because he still is nigh.

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