O lead me to the rock,
That's high above my head:
And make the covert of Thy wings,
My shelter and my shade.
Within Thy presence, Lord,
For ever I'll abide;
Thou art the tow'r of my defence,
The Refuge where I hide.
Thou givest me the lot
Of those that fear Thy name;
If endless life be their reward,
I shall possess the same.
PSALM LXII.-(Dashwood.)
UR souls for help on God rely,
From whom our health and safety flow; The Lord, our rock, will strength supply, And save us from eternal woe.
2 He does His saving health dispense,
And flowing blessings daily send;
He is our fortress and defence,
On Him our souls shall still depend.
3 In Him, ye people, always trust,
Before His throne pour forth your
For God, the merciful and just,
His timely aid to man imparts.
4 The Lord hath oft His will express'd,
And we His truth have fully known;
To be of boundless pow'r possess'd,
Belongs of right to God alone.
PSALM LXVII.-(Hotham.)
O bless Thy chosen race Hal.
In mercy, Lord, incline: Hal.
And cause the brightness of Thy face Hal.
On all Thy Saints to shine. Hal.
That so Thy wond'rous ways Hal.
May through the world be known: Hal.
While distant lands their tribute pay, Hal.
And Thy salvation own. Hal.
Let different nations join Hal.
To celebrate Thy fame: Hal.
Let all the world, O Lord, combine Hal.
To praise Thy glorious name. Hal.
O let them shout and sing, Hal.
With zeal and holy mirth: Hal.
For Thou, the Righteous Judge and King, Hal.
Shalt govern all the earth. Hal.
Then shall the teeming ground Hal.
In large increase disclose: Hal.
And we with plenty shall be crown'd, Hal.
Which God, our God bestows. Hal.
6 Then God upon our land Hal.
Shall constant blessings show'r; Hal. And all the world in awe shall stand, Hal. Of His resistless pow'r. Hal.
PSALM LXXXIV.-(1 Spooner.)
OW pleasant, how divinely fair,
O Lord of Hosts, Thy dwellings are ;
With longing wish my spirit faints
To meet th' assemblies of Thy Saints.
2 Blest are the saints, who sit on high,
Around Thy throne of majesty;
Thy brightest glories shine above,
And all their work is peace and love!
3 Blest are the souls, that find a place
Within the temple of Thy grace;
There they behold Thy gentler rays,
And seek Thy face, and learn Thy praise.
4 Blest are the men whose hearts are set
To find the way to Zion's Gate;
God is their strength; and through the road
They lean upon their Helper, God.
5 Cheerful they walk with growing strength,
Till all shall meet in heav'n at length;
Till all before Thy face appear,
And join in nobler worship there.
PART II.-(2 Foundling.)
1 O Lord of Hosts, Thou God of Grace!
How blest, divinely blest, is he,
Who trusts Thy love, and seeks Thy face,
And fixes all his hopes on Thee!
2 One day, within Thy sacred gate,
Affords more real joy to me,
Than thousands in the tents of state:
The meanest place is bliss with Thee.
3 God is a Sun; our brightest day
From his reviving presence flows;
God is a shield, through all the way,
To guard us from surrounding foes.
4 He pours his choicest blessings down,
Profusely down on souls sincere ;
And grace shall guide, and glory crown,
The favour'd objects of His care.
PSALM LXXXV.-(Portuguese.)
ALVATION is for ever nigh
To them that fear and trust the Lord;
And grace descending from on high,
Fresh hopes of glory shall afford.
2 Mercy and truth on earth are met,
Since Christ the Lord came down from heav'n,
By his obedience so complete
Justice is pleas'd, and peace is given.
3 Now truth and honour shall abound,
Religion dwell on earth again :
And heav'nly influence bless the ground
In our Redeemer's gentle reign.
4 Pure righteouness (her healing wing
Expanding) down to earth descends;
Prepares Thy way, Eternal King!
And all Thy children's steps attend.
PSALM LXXXVI.-(3 Foundling.)
O my complaint, O Lord, my God,
Thy gracious ear incline;
Hear me, distrest and destitute
Of all relief-but Thine.
2 Thou Lord, art good; not only good,
But prompt to pardon too:
Of plenteous mercy to all them
Who for Thy mercy sue.
3 Thee will I praise, O Lord, my God,
Praise Thee with heart sincere ;
And to Thy ever-glorious name
Eternal trophies rear.
4 For Thou Thy constant goodness didst
To my assistance bring;
Of patience, mercy, and of truth
The everlasting Spring.
PSALM LXXXIX.-(Martin's Lane.)
HINK mighty God, on feeble man!
How few his hours! how short his span !
Short from the cradle to the
Who can secure his vital breath
Against the stern demands of death,
With skill to fly, or pow'r to save?
2 Lord, shall it be for ever said,
"The race of man was only made
"For sickness, sorrow, and the dust?"
Are not Thy servants day by day,
Sent to their graves, and turn'd to clay?
Lord, where's Thy kindness to the just?
3 Hast Thou not promis'd to Thy Son,
And all his seed, a heav'nly crown?
But flesh and sense indulge despair-
For ever blessed be the Lord!
That Faith can read his holy word,
And find a Resurrection there.
4 For ever blessed be the Lord! Who gives his saints a rich reward,
For all their toil, reproach, and pain:
Let all below, and all above,
Join to proclaim his wond'rous love,
And each repeat a loud Amen.
PSALM XC.-(Oxford.)
God, our help in ages past,
Our hope for years to come;
Our shelter from the stormy blast,
And our eternal home.
2 Under the shadow of Thy throne,
Thy saints have dwelt secure ;
Sufficient is Thine arm alone,
And our defence is sure.
3 Before the hills in order stood,
Or earth receiv'd her frame,
From everlasting Thou art God!
To endless years the same!
4 A thousand ages in Thy sight,
Are like an ev❜ning gone;
Short as the watch that ends the night,
Before the rising sun.
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