S. M. 3rd Part. St. Bridge's. [b] Ver. 15-22. Backsliding and Desertien MINE eyes and my desire Are ever to the Lord; I love to plead his promises, 0 2 Turn, turn thee to my soul; e When will thy hand release my feet Out of the deadly snare p3 When shall the sovereign grace Kestore me from those dangerous ways, e 4 The tumult of my thoughts p My spirit languishes, my heart Is desolate and low. 5 [With ev'ry morning light, Look on my anguish and my pain. 6 PAUSE. Behold the hosts of hell, Against my life they rise, and join 7 O keep my soul from death, Nor put my hope to shame; for I have plac'd my only trust 'n my Redeemer's name. e 8 With humble faith I wait, o Of Israel it shall ne'er be said, d PSALM 26. L. M. Quercy. Bath. *1 Self-Examination or Evidences of Grice. 1 JUDGE me, O Lord, and prove my wys And try my reins, and try my heart ; My faith upon thy promise stays, e 2 I hate to walk, I hate to sit The temple where thine honours dwell; PSALM 27. C. M. 1st Part. Bedford. [*] V. 1-6. The Church our Delight and Safety HE Lord of glory is my light, 1 T and my salvation too; • God is my strength; nor will I fear What all my foes can do. -2 One privilege my heart desires- Among the churches of thy saints, -3 There shall I offer my requests, Shall hear thy messages of love, e 4 When troubles rise, and storms appear, • God has a strong pavilion, where He makes my soul abide. 8 5 Now shall my head be lifted righ, Above my foes around; d And songs of joy and victory 1 Within thy temple sound. St. Martin' C. M. 2nd Part. Barby. St. Ann's. 1*1 S 'Ye children, seek my grace,' -My heart reply'd without delay, O 'I'll seek my Father's face." e 2 Let not thy face be hid from me, Nor frown my soul away; e God of my life, I fly to thee In a distressing day. e 3 Should friends and kindred, near and dear, Leave me to want or die; o My God would make my life his care, And all my need supply. -4 My fainting flesh had died with grief, To see thy grace provide relief- 5 Wait on the Lord, ye trembling saints, o He'll raise your spirit when it faints, And far exceed your hope. 1 PSALM 29. L. M. Psalm 97. [*] G IVE to the Lord, ye sons of fame, Ascribe due honours to his name, And his eternal might adore. • 2 The Lord proclaims his power aloud, His voice divides the watery cloud, g 3 He speaks, and tempest, hail, and wind € 6 In gentler language there the Lord PSALM 30. L. M. 1st Part. Quercy. [*] Sickness healed, and Sorrow removed. WILL extol thee, Lord, on high; -3 His anger but a moment stays: 1 L. M. 2nd Part. Armley [b] Ver. 6. Health, Sickness, and Recovery. FIRM was my health, my day was bright, And I presum❜d 'twould ne'er be night; Fondly I said within my heart, d'Pleasure and peace shall ne'er depart.'. -2 But I forgot thine arm was strong, Which made my mountain stand so long; e Soon as thy face began to hide, My health was gone, my comforts died. 3 I cried aloud to thee, my God, e 'What canst thou profit by my blood? 'Deep in the dust, can I declare 'Thy truth, or sing thy goodness there? -4 Hear me, O God of grace,' I said, 'And bring me from among the dead: o Thy word rebuk'd the pains I felt, Thy pard'ning love remov'd my guilt -5 My groans, and tears, and forms of wo Are turned to joy and praises now ; I throw my sackcloth on the ground, And ease and gladness gird me round o 6 My tongue, the glory of my frame, Shall ne'er be heedless of thy name; • Thy praise shall sound thro' earth and heaven, -For sickness heal'd, and sins forgiv❜n. PSALM 31. C. M. 1st Part. Canterbury. [*] Thou hast redeem'd my soul from death, 2 The passions of my hope and fear o While sorrow, pain, and sin conspir'd d 3 My times are in thy hand,' I cry'd, e 4 O make thy reconciled face PAUSE. [5 'Twas in my haste my spirit said, 'I must despair and die, 'I am cut off before thine eyes;' But thou hast heard my cry.] -6 Thy goodness, how divinely free! 7 O love the Lord, all ye his saints, -He'll bend his ear to your complaints, C. M 2nd Part. York. [*] V. 7-13, 18-21. 1 Deliverance from Slander and MY heart rejoices in thy name, My God, my help, my trust; Thou hast preserv'd my face from shame, Mine bonour from the dust. |