Meaning fome airy Food;

4

But, Lord, thus let me pray,

On us lift up the Light,

Lift up the Favor of thy Count'nance bright.

Into my

Heart more Joy

And Gladness thou haft fent,

Than Men on Vice intent

Can poffibly enjoy,

When from their plenteous Ground

With vaft Increase their Corn and Wine abound.

5 [In Peace at once will I

Both lay me down and fleep,

For thou alone doft keep

Me fafe where-e'er I lie;

As in a rocky Cell,

Thou, Lord, alone in Safety mak'ft me dwell.]

PSALM IV. Sixth Verfion. STEELE
True Happiness to be found only in God.

WHEN Fancy (preads the boldest Wings,

And wanders unconfin'd,

Amid th' unbounded Scene of Things
Which entertain the Mind:

2 In vain I trace Creation o'er,
In Search of facred Reft;
The whole Creation is too poor,
Too mean, to make me bleft..

3 In vain would this low World employ,
Each flatt'ring fpecious Wile;

There's nought can yield a real Joy,
But my Creator's Smile.

4 Let Earth, and all her Charms depart,
Unworthy of the Mind;

In God alone, this reftlefs Heart
An equal Blifs can find. :

5 Great Spring of all Felicity,
To whom ny Wishes tend,

Do not thefe Wishes rife from thee,
And in thy Favor end 2

Thy Favor, Lord, is all I want,

Here would my Spirit reft;

O feal the rich, the boundless Grant,

And make me fully bleft.

PSALM IV. Seventh Verfion. STEELE.
The Chief Good.

IN vain the fubriantial Good;
TN vain the erring World inquires

While Earth confines their low Defires,
They live on airy Food.

2 Illufive Dreams of Happiness
Their eager Thoughts employ;
They wake, convinc'd their boafted Blifs
Was vifionary Joy.

3 Be gone, ye gilded Vanities;

I feek fome folid Good;
To real Bliss my Wishes rife,
The Favor of my God.

4 Immortal Joy thy Smiles impart,
Heav'n dawns in ev'ry Ray;

One Glimpse of thee will cheer my Heart,
And turn my Night to Day.

5 Not all the Good, which Earth bestows,
Can fill the craving Mind;

Its highest Joys have mingled Woes,
And leave a Sting behind.

6 Should boundless Wealth increase my Store,
Can Wealth my Cares beguile?

I fhould be wretched ftill, and poor
Without thy blissful Smile.

7 Grant, O my God, this one Request:
Oh, be thy Love alone,

My ample Portion—here I rest,

For Heav'n is in the Boon.

PSALM IV. Eighth Verfion. STEELE.
An Evening Song.

HE Man of humble upright Heart,

This

As his peculiar Care,

The Lord himfelf has fet apart,

And when I call will hear.

2 With

2 With pious Awe your Heart furvey,
And ev'ry Sin repent;

Let true Contrition close the Day,
And future Guilt prevent.

3 The Sacrifice the Lord will own,
If thus you feek his Face,

Thus humbly bow before his Throne,
And truft his pard'ning Grace.

4 Vain is the toilfome Search of Good
In all Things here below;

Thy Smile alone, my gracious God,.
Can real Blifs beftow.

5 Thy Smile, whence all my Comfort fprings,
With Gladness fills my Heart;

No Joy increafing Affluence brings,
Such Pleasure can impart.

6 My Days by thy kind Prefence bleft,.
From thee my Safety flows;
Thy Favor guards my nightly Reft;
And gives me fweet Repofe.

PSALM IV. Ninth Verfion.

Iutegrity and Piety the Support of good Men.

T

HE righteous Lord loves upright Souls,
He marks them for his own,

And, when he hears their humble Pray'r,
Bends from his gracious Throne.

2 Then will I fear his facred Name,
Nor dare oppofe his Will;
Commune in fecret with my Heart,
And bid each Thought be still.

3 And, while my willing Hands prefent
This Off'ring to the Lord,

My Soul defies each threat'ning Ill,
And trufts his faithful Word.

4 While Thoufands fearch for Blifs on Earth,
And fearch, alas! in vain;

Be mine the Joys his Favor gives;

Let me his Smiles obtain.

; One Smile from thee, my gracious God, Bids all my Pow'rs rejoice;

Not all the Pleasures Earth can yield
Should change my happy Choice.
6 Secure beneath thy guardian Hand,
I give mine Eyes to Sleep;

That Hand protects my wakeful Hours,
And will my Slumbers keep.

PSALM V. Firft Verfion.

MERRICK.

Prayer to God for Direction and Safety; and the Happiness of thofe who trust in him.

HE Words that from my Lips proceed,
My Thoughts, for thou thofe Thoughts canft read,

My God, my King, attentive weigh,
And hear, O hear me, when I pray.

2 With earliest Zeal, with wakeful Care,
To thee my Scul fhall pour its Pray'r,
And ere the Dawn has ftreak'd the Sky,
To thee direct its longing Eye:

3 May all, whofe Hope thy Love supports,
How great that Love! ftill tread thy Courts,
Their Knees in lowlieft Rev'rence bend,
And tow'rd thy Shrine their Hands extend.
Do thou, O God, my Path prepare,

4

And guard me from each hurtful Snare;
O lend me thy conducting Ray,

And level to my Steps thy Way.

; While Mischiefs wicked Men intend
Retorted on them felves defcend;
To each who bears a guiltless Heart,
Thy Grace its Bleflings fhall impart.
6 Tho' Judgments oft correct their Sin,
Whofe Hearts thy Mercy fails to win;
Yet those whofe Truft on thee is plac'd
Peace and Delight perpetual taste.

7 Sav'd by thy Care, in Songs of Joy
Their ever grateful Voice employ,
And share the Gifts on those bestow'd,
Who love the Name of Jacob's God,

PSALM

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PSALM V. Second Verfion. WATTS.
Lord's Day Morning.

ORD, in the Morning thou fhalt hear
My Voice afcending high;

To thee will I direct my Pray ́r,

To thee lift up mine Eye.

2 Thou art a God before whofe Sight
The Wicked fhall not ftand;
Sinners fhall ne'er be thy Delight,
Nor dwell at thy Right-Hand.

3 But to thy Houfe will I resort
To taste thy Mercies there;

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5

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I will frequent thine holy Court,
And worship in thy Fear.

Ο

may thy Spirit guide my Feet
In Ways of Righteousness!
Make every Path of Duty ftrait,
And plain before my Face.

The Men who love and fear thy Name
Shall fee their Hopes fulfill'd;

The mighty God will compafs them
With Favor as a Shield.

PSALM V. Third Verfion.

MILTON.

God regards not the Wicked, but favors the Righteous..

JE

EHOVAH, to my Words give Ear,
My Meditation weigh,

The Voice of my Complaining hear,
My King and God, for unto thee I pray.

2 Jehovah, thou, my humble Voice
Shalt in the Morning hear,

3

Each Morn I will in thee rejoice,

Prefent my Pray'rs, and watch till thou appear.

For thou art not a God who takes

In Wickedness Delight;

Evil with thee no Biding makes,

Ungodly Men ftand not within thy Sight.