5 He fills the poor with good;
He gives the sufferers rest;·

The Lord hath judgments for the proud,
And justice for th' oppressed.

6 His wondrous works and ways
He made by Moses known;

But sent the world his truth and grace
By his beloved Son.

MONTGOMERY.

The Same. Ps. 103.

1 O BLESS the Lord, my soul;
His grace to thee proclaim;
And all that is within me join
To bless his holy name.
2 O bless the Lord, my soul;
His mercies bear in mind;
Forget not all his benefits:
The Lord to thee is kind.

3 He will not always chide-
He will with patience wait:
His wrath is ever slow to rise,
And ready to abate.

4 He pardons all thy sins-
Prolongs thy feeble breath;
He healeth thine infirmities,
And ransoms thee from death.
5 He clothes thee with his love,
Upholds thee with his truth,
And, like the eagle, he renews
The vigor of thy youth.

6 Then bless his holy name
Whose grace hath made thee whole
Whose loving kindness crowns thy days:
O bless the Lord, my soul.

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L. M. 61.

*ADDISON.

God our Shepherd. Ps. 23. 1 THE Lord my pasture shall prepare, And feed me with a shepherd's care; His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye; My noonday walks he shall attend, And all my midnight hours defend. 2 When in the sultry glebe I faint, Or on the thirsty mountains pant, To fertile vales and dewy meads My weary, wandering steps he leads, Where peaceful rivers, soft and slow, Amid the verdant landscape flow. 3 Though in the paths of Death I tread, With gloomy horrors overspread, My steadfast heart shall fear no ill, For thou, O Lord, art with me still. Thy friendly staff shall give me aid, And guide me through the dreadful shade. 4 Though, in a bare and rugged way, Through devious, lonely wilds I stray, Thy bounty shall my pains beguile,The barren wilderness shall smile, With sudden greens and herbage crowned, And streams shall murmur all around.

The Same. Ps. 23.

1 THE Lord my shepherd is:
I shall be well supplied;
Since he is mine, and I am his,
What can I want beside ?

WATTS.

2 He leads me to the place
Where heavenly pasture grows,
Where living waters gently pass,
And full salvation flows.

3 If e'er I go astray,

He doth my soul reclaim,

And guides me in his own right way,
For his most holy name.

4 Whilst he affords his aid,

I cannot yield to fear;

Though I should walk through death's dark shade, My shepherd's with me there.

5 In sight of all

my foes

Thou dost my table spread;
My cup with blessings overflows,
And joy exalts my head.
6 The bounties of thy love

Shall crown my following days;
Nor from thy house will I remove,
Nor cease to speak thy praise.

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11s M.

The Same. Ps. 23.

*BYROM.

1 THE Lord is our shepherd, our guardian, and guide; Whatever we want he will kindly provide ; To sheep of his pasture his mercies abound; His care and protection his flock will surround. 2 The Lord is our shepherd what, then, shall

we fear?

Shall dangers affrighten us while he is near?
O, no- when he calls us, we'll walk through

the vale,

The shadow of death, but our hearts shall not

fail.

3 Afraid by ourselves to pursue the dark way, Thy rod and thy staff be our comfort and stay: We know, by thy guidance, when once it is past, To life and to glory it brings us at last.

4 The Lord is become our salvation and song; His blessings have followed us all our life long;His name will we praise while he lends to us breath,

Be joyful through life, and resigned in our death.

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MERRICK.

The Same. Ps. 23.

1 Lo, my Shepherd's hand divine!
Want shall never more be mine:
In a pasture fair and large,
He shall feed his happy charge.

2 When I faint with summer's heat,
He shall lead my weary feet
To the streams that, still and slow,
Through the verdant meadows flow...

3 He my soul anew shall frame,
And, his mercy to proclaim,
When through devious paths I stray,
Teach my steps the better way.

4 Thou my plenteous board hast spread;
Thou with oil refreshed my head;
Filled by thee, my cup o'erflows;
For thy love no limit knows.

5 Constant, to my latest end,
Thou my footsteps shalt attend,
And shalt bid thy hallowed dome
Yield me an eternal home.

166.

11s M.

*MONTGOMERY.

The Same. Ps. 23.

1 THE Lord is my shepherd-no want shall I

know;

1 feed in green pastures safe folded I rest; He leadeth my soul where the still waters flow; Restores me when wandering- redeems when

oppressed.

2 Through valley and shadow of death though I stray,

Since thou art my guardian, no evil I fear; Thy rod shall defend me- thy staff be my stay; No harm can befall with my Comforter near. 3 In midst of affliction my table is spread; With blessings unmeasured my cup runneth o'er, With perfume and oil thou anointest my head O what shall I ask of thy providence more? 4 Let goodness and mercy, my bountiful God, Still follow my steps till I meet thee above; I seek, by the path which my forefathers trod In days of their sojourn, thy kingdom of love.

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