And, like unto the light, he shall thy righteousness display; And he thy judgment shall bring forth like noon-tide of the day. Rest in the Lord, and patiently wait for him: do not fret For him who, prosp'ring in his way, success in sin doth get. B Do thou from anger cease, and wrath see thou forsake also: Fret not thyself in any wise, that evil thou should'st do. For those that evil doers are shall be cut off and fall: But those that wait upon the Lord the earth inherit shall. For yet a little while, and then the wicked shall not be; His place thou shalt consider well, but it thou shalt not see. 1 But by inheritance the earth the meek ones shall possess ; They also shall delight themselves in an abundant peace. a The wicked plots against the just, and at him whets his teeth: The Lord shall laugh at him, because his day he coming seeth. The wicked have drawn out the And when the days of famine are 20 But wicked men, and foes of God, They shall consume, yea, into smoke they shall consume away. 21 The wicked borrows, but the same again he doth not pay; Whereas the righteous mercy shews, and gives his own away. 22 For such as blessed be of him And they that cursed are of him 23 A good man's footsteps by the Lord are ordered aright; And in the way wherein he walks 24 Although he fall, yet shall he not Because the Lord with his own hand 25 I have been young, and now am old, yet have I never seen 26 27 The just man left, nor that his seed for bread have beggars been. He's ever merciful, and lends : his seed is bless'd therefore. Depart from evil, and do good, and dwell for evermore. 28 For God loves judgment, and his leaves not in any case; [saints They are kept ever: but cut off shall be the sinner's race. 29 The just inherit shall the land, and ever in it dwell: 30 31 [speak! The just man's mouth doth wisdom his tongue doth judgment tell. In's heart the law is of his God, his steps slide not away. 32 The wicked man,doth watch the just, and seeketh him to slay. 33 Yet him the Lord will not forsake, nor leave him in his hands: The righteous will he not condemn, when he in judgment stands. 19 They shall not be asham'd when they 34 Wait on the Lord, and keep his way, the evil time do see; and thee exalt shall he Th' earth to inherit; when cut off the wicked thou shalt see. 35 I saw the wicked great in pow'r, spread like a green bay-tree: 36 He pass'd, yea, was not; him I sought, but found he could not be. 37 Mark thou the perfect, and behold the man of uprightness: Because that surely of this man the latter end is peace. 38 But those men that transgressors are shall be destroy'd together; The latter end of wicked men shall be cut off for ever. 39 But the salvation of the just is from the Lord above; He in the time of their distress their stay and strength doth prove. 40 The Lord shall help, and them deliver he shall them free and save From wicked men; because in him their confidence they have. 38 PSALM XXXVIII. That in my weak and weary flesh no soundness doth remain. 8 So feeble and infirm am L and broken am so sore, That, through disquiet of: my heart, I have been made to roar. 9 O Lord, all that I do desire is still before thine eye; And of my heart the secret groans not hidden are from thee. 10 My heart doth pant incessantly, my strength doth quite decay; As for mine eyes, their wonted light is from me gone away. 11 My lovers and my friends do stand at distance from my sore; And those do stand aloof that were kinsmen and kind before. 12 Yea, they that seek my life lay nares: who seek to do me wrong Speak things mischievous, and de imagine all day long. 13 C. M. Torwood, Dundee. Chant. Robinson. I IN thy great indignation, [ceits But, as one deaf, that heareth not, as a dumb man did become, 14 As one that hears not, in whose mouth are no reproofs at all. Nor on me lay thy chast'ning hand, 15 For, Lord, I hope in thee; my God, in thy displeasure hot. 2 For in me fast thine arrows stick, thine hand doth press me sore: 3 And in my flesh there is no health, nor soundness any more. This grief I have, because thy wrath is forth against me gone; And in my bones there is no rest, for sin that I have done. 4 Because gone up above mine head my great transgressions be; And, as a weighty burden, they too heavy are for me. 5 My wounds do stink, and are corrupt; my folly makes it so. 6 I troubled am, and much bowed all day I mourning go. thou❜lt hear me when I call. 16 For I said, Hear me, lest they should rejoice o'er me with pride; 17 And o'er me magnify themselves, when as my foot doth slide. For I am near to halt, my grief is still before mine eye: 18 For I'll declare my sin, and grieve for mine iniquity. 19 But yet mine en'mies lively are, and strong are they beside; And they that hate me wrongfully are greatly multiply'd. 20 And they for good that render ill, as en'mies me withstood; Yea, ev'n for this, because that I do follow what is good. Forsake me not, O Lord; my God, far from me never be. [down; 21 7 For a disease that loathsome is so fills 3 My heart within me waxed hot; and, while I musing was, [tongue 4 Mine end, and measure of my days, 5 Lo, thou my days an handbreadth 6 Sure each man walks in a vain show; 8 Free me from all my trespasses, 9 Dumb was I, op'ning not my mouth, because this work was thine. 10 Thy stroke take from me; by the of thine hand I do pine. [blow 11 When with rebukes thou dost correct man for iniquity, Thou wastes his beauty like a moth: sure each man's vanity. 12 Attend my cry, Lord, at my tears and pray'rs not silent be: I sojourn as my fathers all, and stranger am with thee. Before from hence I do depart, I I WAITED for the Lord my God, 2 He took me from a fearful pit, 3 He put a new song in my mouth, our God to magnify: Many shall see it, and shall fear, and on the Lord rely. 4 O blessed is the man whose trust upon the Lord relies ; Respecting not the proud, nor such 5 O Lord my God, full many are In order none can reckon them didst thou at all desire; Mine ears thou bor'd: sin-off'ring 8 To do thy will I take delight, 13 O spare thou me, that I my strength 1o I never did within my heart recover may again, conceal thy righteousness; I thy salvation have declar'd, 11 Thy te hou not restrain tender mercies, Lord, from me Thy loving-kindness, and thy truth, let them me still maintain. 12 For ills past reck'ning compass me, Such hold upon me taken have, They more than hairs are on mine thence is my heart dismay'd. 13 Be pleased, Lord, to rescue me; Lord, hasten to mine aid. 14 Sham'd and confounded be they all That in this manner scoffing say, 16 In thee let all be glad, and joy, 17 41 I'm poor and needy, yet the Lord of me a care doth take: Thou art my help and saviour, my God, no tarrying make. 3 God will give strength when he on 4 I said, O Lord, do thou extend O do thou heal my soul; for why! 5 Those that to me are enemies, When shall he die, that so his name 7 My haters jointly whispering, Who ate my bread, ev'n he his heel 10 But, Lord, be merciful to me, II By this I know that certainly 12 But as for me, thou me uphold'st And me before thy countenance C. M. 13 The Lord, the God of Israel, PSALM XLI. I BLESSED is he that wisely doth the the Lord will him deliver. 2 God will him keep, yea, save alive; on earth he bless'd shall live; And to his enemies' desire thou wilt him not up give. My soul for God, the living God, 3 My tears have unto me been meat With them into God's house I went, 5 O why art thou cast down, my soul? 6 My God, my soul's cast down in me; 7 At the noise of thy water-spouts 3 His loving-kindness yet the Lord 9 And I will say to God my rock, Why me forgett'st thou so? Why, for my foes' oppression, thus mourning do I go? o 'Tis as a sword within my bones, O why art thou cast down, my soul? For yet I know I shall him praise, I JUDGE me, O God, and plead my against th' ungodly nation; [cause From the unjust and crafty man, O be thou my salvation." 2 For thou the God art of my strength; why thrusts thou me thee fro'? For th' enemy's oppression why do I mourning go? 3 O send thy light forth and thy truth; let them be guides to me, 4 5 And bring me to thine holy hill, ev'n where thy dwellings be. Then will I to God's altar go, to God my chiefest joy: Yea, God, my God, thy name to praise my harp I will employ. Why art thou then cast down, my what should discourage thee? [soul? And why with vexing thoughts art disquieted in me? [thou Still trust in God; for him to praise good cause I yet shall have He of my count'nance is the health, my God that doth me save. I O GOD, we with our ears have heard, our fathers have us told, What works thou in their days hadst ev'n in the days of old. [done, 2 Thy hand did drive the heathen out, and plant them in their place; Thou didst afflict the nations, but them thou didst increase. 3 For neither got their sword the land, nor did their arm them save; But thy right hand, arm, countenfor thou them favour gave. [ance, 4 Thou art my King: for Jacob, Lord, deliv'rances command. 5 Through thee we shall push down our that do against us stand; [foes, |