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PRINTED AT THE UNIVERSITY PRESS,
BY SAMUEL COLLINGWOOD AND CO.
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Sold by E. GARDNER, Oxford Bible Warehouse, Paternoster Row, London.

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I LORD, that art my righteous
O Judge, y rig
To my complaint give ear:
Thou still redeem'st me from distress;
Have mercy, Lord, and hear.
2 How long will ye, O sons of men,
To blot my fame devise?
How long your vain designs pursue,
And spread malicious lies?
3 Consider that the righteous man
Is God's peculiar choice;
And when to him I make my pray'r,
He always hears my voice.
4 Then stand in awe of his commands,
Flee ev'rything that's ill;
Commune in private with your hearts,
And bend them to his will.
5 The place of other sacrifice
Let righteousness supply;
And let your hope, securely fix’d,
On God alone rely.
6 While worldly minds impatient grow
More prosp'rous times to see,
Still let the glories of thy face
Shine j Lord, on me.
7 So shall my heart o'erflow with joy,
More lasting and more true,
Than theirs, who stores of corn and wine
Successively renew.
8 Then down in peace I'll lay my head,
And take my needful rest;
No other guard, O Lord, I crave,
Of thy defence possest.

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1 L9. hear the voice of my comAccept my secret pray'r; [plaint, 2 To thee alone, my King, my God, Will I for help repair. 3 Thou in the morn my voice shalt hear; And with the dawning day To thee devoutly I’ll look up, To thee devoutly pray. 4. For thou the wrongs that I sustain Canst never, Lord, approve ; Who from thy sacred dwelling-place All evil dost remove. 5 Not long shall stubborn fools remain Unpunish’d in thy view; All such as act unrighteous things Thy vengeance shall pursue. 6 The sland'ring tongue, O God of truth, By thee shall be destroy'd, Who hat'st alike the man in blood And in deceit employ'd. 7 But when thy boundless grace shall me To thy lov’d courts restore, On thee I’ll fix my longing eyes, And humbly there adore. 8 Conduct me by thy righteous laws, For watchful is my foe; Therefore, O Lord, make plain the way Wherein I ought to go. 9 Their mouth vents nothing but deceit, Their heart is set on wrong; Their throat is a devouring grave, They flatter with their tongue. 10 By their own counsels let them fall, Oppress'd with loads of sin; For #. against thy righteous laws Have harden’d rebels been. 11 But 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. 12 To righteous men the righteous Lord His blessing will extend, And with his favour all his saints, As with a shield, defend.

PSALM VI. 1 To dreadful anger, Lord, restrain, And spare a wretch forlorn ; Correct me not in thy fierce wrath, Too heavy to be borne. 2 Have mercy, Lord, for I grow faint, Unable to endure The anguish of my aching bones, Which thou alone canst cure. 3 My tortur'd flesh distracts my mind, nd fills my soul with grief; But, Lord, how long wilt thou delay To grant me thy relief?

4 Thy wonted goodness, Lord, repeat
And ease .. troubled soul, peat,
Lord, for thy wondrous mercy's sake
Vouchsafe to make me whole.
5 For after death no more can I
Thy glorious acts proclaim;
No pris’ner of the o. grave
Can magnify thy Name.
6 Quite tir'd with pain, with groaning faint,
No hope of ease I see;
The night, that quiets common griefs,
Is spent in tears by me.
7 My beauty fades, my sight grows dim,
My eyes with weakness close;
Old age o’ertakes me, whilst I think
On my insulting foes.
8 Depart, ye wicked; in my wrongs
Ye shall no more rejoice;
For God, I find, accepts my tears,
And listens to my voice.

9, 10. He hears and grants my humble And they that wish my fall, [pray'r; Shall blush and rage to see that {...} Protects me from them all.

PSALM VII.

I O LORD my God, since I have plac'd My trust alone in thee, From all my persecutors' rage Do thou deliver me. 2 To save me from my threat'ning foe, Lord, interpose thy pow'r; Lest, like a savage lion, he My helpless soul devour. 3, 4 If I am i. or did e'er Against his peace combine; Nay, if I have not spar'd his life, Who sought unjustly mine; 5 Let then to persecuting foes My soul become a prey; Let them to earth tread down my life, In dust my honour lay.

6 Arise, and let thine anger, Lord,
In my defence engage;
Exalt thyself above my foes,
And their insulting rage:
Awake, awake, in my behalf,
The judgment to dispense,
Which thou hast righteously ordain'd
For injur'd innocence.
7 So to thy throne adoring crowds
Shall still for justice fly;
Otherefore for their sakes resume
Thy judgment-seat on high
8 Impartial Judge of all the world,
I trust my cause to thee;
According to my just deserts,
So let thy sentence be.

9 Let wicked arts and wicked men
Together be o'erthrown;
But guard the just, thou God, to whom
The hearts of both are known.

10, 11 God me protects, nor only me,
But all of upright heart;
And daily lays up wrath for those
Who from his laws depart.

12 If they persist, he whets his sword, His bow stands ready bent; 13 E'en now, with swift destruction wing'd, His pointed shafts are sent. 14. The plots are fruitless, which my foe Unjustly did conceive; 15 The pit he digg'd for me has prov’d His own untimely grave. 16 On his own head his spite returns, Whilst I from harm am free; On him the violence is fall’n Which he design'd for me.

17 Therefore will I the righteous ways
Of Providence proclaim ;
I’ll sing the praise of God most high,
And celebrate his Name.

PSALM VIII.

1 THOU, to whom all creatures bow
Within this earthly frame,
Thro' all the world how great art thou!
How glorious is thy Name!
In heav'n thy wondrous acts are sung,
Nor fully reckon'd there;
2 And yet thou mak'st the infant tongue
Thy boundless praise declare.

Thro' thee the weak confound the strong, And crush their haughty foes;

And so thou quell'st the wicked throng, That thee and thine oppose.

3 When heav'n, thy beauteous work on Employs my wond'ring sight; [high, The moon that nightly rules the sky, With stars of feebler light;

4.What's man, say I, that, Lord, thou lov'st To keep him in thy mind? Or ...}. offspring, that thou prov'st To them so wondrous kind? 5 Him next in pow'r thou didst create To thy celestial train; 6 Ordain’d with dignity and state O'er all thy works to reign. 7 They jointly own his pow'rful sway; The beasts that prey or graze; 8 The bird that wings its airy way; The fish that cuts the seas. 9 O thou, to whom all creatures bow Within this earthly frame, Thro' all the world how great art thou! How glorious o thy Name ! 3

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