3 When I walk through the fhades of death, Thy prefence is my stay; A word of thy fupporting breath, 4 Thy hand, in fight of all my foes, PSALM XXIII. Short Metre. THE 2 He leads me to the place, 3 4 Where heav'nly pasture grows, If e'er I go aftray, He doth my foul reclaim, And guides me, in his own right way, While he affords his aid, I cannot yield to fear; 5 Tho' I fhould walk thro' death's dark shade, My fhepherd's with me there. In fight of all my foes Thou doft my table fpread, My cup with bleffings overflows, And joy exalts my head. 6 The bounties of thy love Shall crown my following days; Nor from thy houfe will I remove, Nor cease to speak thy praise. PSALM XXIV. Common Metre. Dwelling with God. I THE E earth forever is the Lord's, 2 But who among the fons of men He that has hands from mischief clean, 3 This is the man may rife, and take 4 Now let our fouls, immortal pow'rs, 5 The King of glory! who can tell He rules the nations; but to dwell PSALM XXIV. Long Metre. Saints dwell in Heaven: or, Chrift's afcenfion. THIS fpacious earth is all the Lord's, And men, & worms, & beasts, & birds; 4 These are the men, the pious race, PAUSE. 5 Rejoice, ye fhining worlds on high, 7 Rais'd from the dead, he goes before, To give his faints a blest abode, PSALM XXV. 1ft Part. Short Metre. Ver. I-II. I I Waiting for pardon and direction. Lift my foul to God, My truft is in his name: Let not my foes that feek my blood 2 Sin and the pow'rs of hell 3 4 Lord, make me know thy cov'nant well, From the first dawning light, 5 The Lord is just and kind; 6 And ev'ry humble finner find For his own goodness fake, PSALM XXV. 2d Part. Short Metre. Ver. 12, 14, 10, 13. Divine Inftruction. I WH HERE fhall the man be found, That fears t' offend his God; That loves the gospel's joyful found, And trembles at the rod ? 2 The Lord fhall make him know The wonders of his cov'nant show, And all his love impart." 3 The dealings of his hand Are truth and mercy still, 4 With fuch as to his cov'nant stand, Their fouls fhall dwell at ease Before their Maker's face, Their feed fhall take the promises PSALM XXV. 3d Part. Short Metre. Ver. 15-22. Diftrefs of foul; or, backfliding & defertion. I M INE eyes and my defire 2 Turn, turn thee to my foul; 3 When fhall the fov'reign grace 4 Reftore me from thofe dang'rous ways The tumult of my thoughts 5 With ev'ry morning light My forrow new begins; |