4 [Firm to his word he ever stood,
And always makes his promise good:
Nor dares to change the thing he swears,
Whatever pain or loss he bears.]

5 [He never deals in bribing gold,
And mourns that justice should be sold;
While others gripe and grind the poor,
Sweet charity attends his door.]

e 6 He loves his enemies, and prays
For those who curse him to his face;
-And does to all men still the same
That he would hope or wish from them.
7 Yet when his holiest works are done,
His soul depends on grace alone :-
o This is the man thy face shall see,
And dwell for ever, Lord, with thee.

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PSALM 16. L. M. 1st Part. Shoel. [b]
Good Works profit Mon, not God.
PRESERVE me, Lord, in time of need:

For succour to thy throne I flee,
But have no merits there to plead ;
My goodness cannot reach to thee.

e 2 Oft have my heart and tongue confess'd, How empty and how poor I am;

My praise can never make thee blest,
Nor add new glories to thy name.

-3 Yet. Lord, thy saints on earth may reap Some profit by the good we do;>

These are the company I keep,
These are the choicest friends I know.

4 Let others choose the sons of mirth,
To give a relish to their wine;

I love the men of heavenly birth,

Whose thoughts and language are divine.

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L. M. 2nd Part. Green's. [*]

"HOW

Christ's All-sufficiency.

[OW fast their guilt and sorrows rise, Who haste to seek some idol god;

I will not taste their sacrifice,

Their off'rings of forbidden blood.

2 My God provides a richer cup,
And nobler food to live upon;
He for my life has offer'd up
Jesus his best beloved Son.

3 His love is my perpetual feast;
By day his counsels guide me right:
And be his name for ever blest,
Who gives me sweet advice by night.

4 I set him still before mine eyes;
At my right hand he stands prepar'd,
To keep my soul from all surprise,
And be my everlasting guard.]

L. M. 3rd Part. Moreton. Quercy. [*] Courage in Death, and Hope of the Resurrection

1

W His arm is my almighty prop;
WHEN God is nigh, my faith is strong,

o Be glad, my heart, rejoice, my tongue,
e My dying flesh shall rest in hope.

2 Though in the dust I lay my head;
Yet, gracious God, thou wilt not leave
My soul for ever with the dead,
Nor lose thy children in the grave.

-3 My flesh shall thy first call obey,
Shake off the dust, and rise on high;
Then wilt thou lead the wondrous ways,
Up to thy throne above the sky.

o 4 There streams of endless pleasure flow;
And full discov'ries of thy grace
(Which we but tasted here below,)
Spread heavenly joys thro' all the place.

C. M. 1st Part. Abridge. Barby. [*]
V. 1-3.-Support and Counsel from God
ISAVE me, O Lord, from every foe;
In thee my trust I place;
Though all the good which I can do,
Can ne'er deserve thy grace.

2 Yet, if my God prolong my breath,
The saints may profit by 't;
The saints, the glory of the earth,
The men of my delight.)

3 Let heathens to their idols haste,
And worship wood or stone;
But my delightful lot is cast,

Where the true God is known.

4 His hand provides my constant food,
He fills my daily cup;

Much am I pleas'd with present good,
But more rejoice in hope.

5 God is my portion and my joy;
His counsels are my light;
He gives me sweet advice by day,
And gentle hints by night.

6 My soul would all her thoughts approve
To his all-seeing eye;

Not death, nor hell, my hopes will move,
While such a friend is nigh.

C. M. 2nd Part. Sunday. Doxology [*]
The Death and Resurrection of Christ.
SET the Lord before my face,

'He bears my courage up;

'My heart and tongue their joys express,
"My flesh shall rest in hope.

2. My Spirit, Lord, thou wilt not leave,
'Where souls departed are;
'Nor quit my body to the grave,
'To see corruption there.

3Thou wilt reveal the path of life,
'And raise me to thy throne;
Thy courts immortal pleasure give,
"Thy presence joys unknown.'

4 Thus in the name of Christ the Lord,
The holy David sung,

And Providence fulfils the word
Of his prophetic tongue.]

p 5 Jesus, whom ev'ry saint adores,
Was crucify'd and slain:

o Behold, the tomb its prey restores! Behold, he lives again!

-6 When shall my feet arise and stand On heaven's eternal hills;

• There sits the Son at God's right hand, And there the Father smiles

PSALM 17. S: M. Peckham. [*]

V. 13, &c. Portion of Saints and of Sinners.

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ARISE, my gracious God,

And make the wicked flee;

They are but thy chastising rod,
To drive thy saints to thee.
Behold, the sinner dies,
His haughty words are vain;
Here in this life his pleasure lies,
And all beyond is pain.

€ 3 Then let his pride advance,
And boast of all his store;
-The Lord is my inheritance,
My soul can wish no more
I shall behold the face
Of my forgiving God;

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And stand complete in righteousness,
Wash'd in iny Saviour's blood.

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There's a new heav'n begun, When I awake from deathDress'd in the likeness of thy Son, And draw unmortal breath,

L. M. Islington. [*]

The Saint's Hope: or the Resurrection.

1 [LORD, I am thine: but thou wilt prove My faith, my patience, and my love:

When men of spite against me join, They are the sword, the hand is hine 2 Their hope and portion lie below; "Tis all the happiness they know; 'Tis all they seek; they take their shares And leave the rest among their heirs.] 3 What sinners value, I resign; Lord, 'tis enough that thou art mine: o I shall behold thy blissful face,

And stand complete in righteousness. p 4 This life's a dream, an empty show; But the bright world to which I goo Hath joys substantial and sincere; e When shall I wake and find me there? -5 O glorious hour! O blest abode!

I shall be near, and like my God!

And flesh and sin no more control The sacred pleasures of the soul. a 6 My flesh will slumber in the ground, -Till the last trumpet's joyful sound; s Then burst the chains with sweet surprise, And in my Saviour's image rise.

PSALM 18. L. M. 1st Part. Green's. [*] Ver. 1-6, 15-18.

Deliverance from Despair: or Temptations over

come.

1 THEE will I love, O Lord, my strength, My rock, my tower, my high defence;

Thy mighty arm shall be my trust,
For I have found salvation thence.
e 2 Death, and the terrours of the grave,
Stood round me with their dismal shade;
While floods of high temptation rose,
And made my sinking soul afraid.

e 3 I saw the op'ning gates of hell,
With endless pains and sorrows there;
Which none, but they that feel, can tell,
While I was hurry'd to despair.

4 In my distress I call'd my God,
When I could scarce believe him mine;
-He bow'd his ear to my complaint;
o Then did his grace appear divine.
5 [With speed he flew to my relief;
As on a cherub's wing he rode;
Awful and oright, as lightning, shone
The face of my deliv'rer God.]

o 6 Temptations fled at his rebuke, The blast of his almighty breath; He sent salvation from on high,

And drew me from the depths of death.

7 [Great were my fears, my foes were great:
Much was their strength, and more their rage;
But Christ, my Lord, is conqu’ror still,
In all the wars that devils wage.]

8 My song for ever shall record
That terrible, that joyful hour;
And give the glory to the Lord,
Due to his mercy and his power.