4 He plots upon his bed, New mischiefs to fulfill: He sets his heart, and hands, and head, o 5 But there's a dreadful God, o 6 His truth transcends the sky, e Deep as the sea his judgments lie, His anger burns to hell. a 7 How excellent his love, Whence all our safety springs; e O never let my soul remove From underneath his wings!] PSALM 37. C. M. FIRST PART. Walsal. [b] Ver. 1-15. Cure of Envy, Fretfulness, and Unbelief. e 1 WHY should I vex my soul, and fret, WHY To see the wicked rise? Or envy sinners, waxing great By violence and lies? 2 As flowery grass, cut down at noon, Before the evening fades; So shall their glories vanish soon, In everlasting shades. -3 Then let me make the Lord my trust, And practise all that's good; o So shall I dwell among the just, And he'll provide me food. -4 I to my God my ways commit, And cheerful wait his will; Thy hand, which guides my doubtful feet, 5 Mine innocence shalt thou display, 6 The meek at last the earth possess, True riches, with abundant peace, PAUSE. 7 [Rest in the Lord, and keep his way, Though Providence should long delay 8 Let sinners join to break your peace, 9 They have drawn out the threatening sword, To slay the men who fear the Lord, And bring the righteous low. 10 My God shall break their bows, and burn Their persecuting darts; Shall their own swords against them turn, C. M. SECOND PART. Canterbury. Abridge. York. [*] Ver. 16, 21-31. Religion in Words and Deeds. 1 W And grow profanely bold? WHY do the wealthy wicked boast, The meanest portion of the just, 2 The wicked borrows of his friends, 3 His alms with liberal heart he gives, His memory to long ages lives, 4 His lips abhor to talk profane, His ready tongue declares to men 5 The law and gospel of the Lord, Led by the Spirit and the word, 6 When sinners fall, the righteous stand, They shall possess the promised land, C. M. THIRD PART. Colchester. Arundel. [*] 1 Ver. 23-37. The Righteous and the Wicked. MAre ordered by thy will; God, the steps of pious men Though they should fall, they rise again, 2 The Lord delights to see their ways, He'll ne'er deprive them of his grace, 3 The heavenly heritage is theirs, He feeds them now, and makes them heirs 4 [Wait on the Lord, ye sons of men, PAUSE. 5 The haughty sinner I have seen, -6 And, lo, he vanished from the ground, e Nor root, nor branch, nor leaf, was found, Where all that pride had been. d 7 But mark the man of righteousness, His several steps attend; o True pleasure runs through all his ways, And peaceful is his end. PSALM 38. C. M. Plymouth. [b] Guilt of Conscience and Relief. 1 AMIDST thy wrath remember love; Restore thy servant, Lord; Nor let a father's chastening prove 2 Thine arrows stick within my heart, e 3 My sins a heavy load appear, p The burden, Lord, I cannot bear, 4 My thoughts are like a troubled sea, 5 [Lord, I am weak and broken sore, -6 All my desire to thee is known, o 7 Thou art my God, my only hope, 8 [My foot is ever apt to slide, They raise their pleasure and their pride, e 9 But I'll confess my guilt to thee, p I'll mourn how weak my graces be, And beg support divine. e 10 My God, forgive my follies past, O Lord of my salvation haste PSALM 39. C. M. 1 d Verse 1, 2, 3. THU FIRST PART. Barby. [*] Prudence and Zeal. HUS I resolved before the Lord, "Now will I watch my tongue; "Lest I let slip one sinful word, "Or do my neighbour wrong." -2 If I am e'er constrained to stay 3 I'll scarce allow my lips to speak Lest scoffers should th' occasion take o 4 Yet if some proper hour appear, • But let the scoffing sinners hear, That I can speak for God. C. M. SECOND PART. Bangor. Canterbury. [b] Ver. 4, 5, 6, 7. The Vanity of Man as mortal. 1 EACH me the measure of my days, TEA Thou Maker of my frame; I would survey life's narrow space, e 2 A span is all that we can boast, Man is but vanity and dust, In all his flower and prime. e 3 See the vain race of mortals move, Like shadows o'er the plain; o They rage and strive, desire and love, But all their noise is vain. 4 Some walk in honour's gaudy show; They toil for heirs they know not who e 5 What should I wish, or wait for then, e They make our expectations vain, And disappoint our trust. -6 Now I forbid my carnal hope, I give my mortal interest up, C. M. THIRD PART. Dorset. Bishopsgate. [b] Ver. 9-13. Sick-bed Devotion. p1 G Behold the pains I feel; OD of my life, look gently down, |