PSALMS.

PSALM XVIII. (c. M.)

THE Lord descended from above
And bow'd the heavens high;
And underneath his feet he cast
The darkness of the sky.

On Cherubim and Seraphim

Full royally he rode,

And on the wings of mighty winds

Came flying all abroad.

When thou, O Lord, with great rebuke,

Thy anger dost declare,

The springs and the foundations of

The world discover'd are.

For who is God, except the Lord?
For other there is none;

Or else, who is omnipotent,
Saving our God alone?

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PSALM XXIII. (6-8s.)

THE Lord my pasture shall prepare,
And feed me with a shepherd's care;
His presence shall my wants supply,
And guard me with a watchful eye;
My noon-day walks he shall attend,
And all my midnight hours defend.
When in the sultry glebe I faint,
Or on the thirsty mountain pant,
To fertile vales and dewy meads
My weary wand'ring steps he leads;
Where peaceful rivers, soft and slow,
Amid the verdant landscape flow.

Though in the paths of death I tread,
With gloomy horrors overspread,
My steadfast heart shall fear no ill,
For thou, O Lord, art with me still;
Thy rod and staff shall give me aid,
And guide me through the dreadful shade.

PSALM XXIII. (4—11s.)

THE Lord is my shepherd, no want shall I know;
I feed in green pastures, safe folded I rest;

He leadeth my soul where the still waters flow,

Restores me when wand'ring, redeems when opprest.
Through the valley and shadow of death though I stray,
Since thou art my guardian, no evil I fear;

Thy rod shall defend me, thy staff be my stay,
No harm can befall with my Comforter near.