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4 Born in a world of guilt, I drew

Contagion with my breath; And as my days advanc'd, I grew

A juster prey for death.
e 5 Cleanse me, O Lord, and cheer my soul

With thy forgiving love ;
O make my broken spirit whole,

And bid my pains remove.
6 Let not thy Spirit quite depart,

Nor drive me from thy face; Create anew my vicious heart,

And fill it with thy grace. 07 Then will I make thy mercy known,

Before the sons of men; o Backsliders shall address thy throne,

And turn to God again.] C. M. 20 Part. Bishopsgate. Canterbury. [b]

Repentance, and Faith in tre Blood of Christ. 10 GOD of mercy, hear my call,

My load of guilt remove; Break down this separating wall,

That bars me from thy love. - Give me the presence of thy grace ; o Then my rejoicing tongue o Shall speak aloud thy righteousness,

And make thy praise my song. e 3 No blood of goats, nor heifer slain,

For sin could e'er atone: o The death of Christ shall still remain

Sufficient and alone.
4 A soul opprest with sin's desert,

My God will ne'er despise ;
A humble groan, a broken heart,

Is our best sacrifice.

PSALM 53. C. M. Mear. [*] Ver. 4–6. Victory and Deliverance from Persecution. 1 A RE all the foes of Zion fools,

A Who thus devour her saints ?, Do they not know her Saviour rules,

And pities her complaints ?

2 They shall be seiz'd with sad surprise ;

For God's revenging arm
Scatters the bones of them who rise

To do his children harm.
3 In vain the sons of Satan boast

Of armies in array;
When God has first despis'd their host,

They fall an easy prey.
4 O for a word from Zion's King,

Her captives to restore !
Jacob with all the tribes shall sing,

And Judah weep no more.

PSALM 55. C. M. Canterbury. [b] V. 1-8, 16, 17, 18, 22. Support for the aflicted

and tempted Soul. 110 GOD, my refuge, hcar my cries,

Behold my flowing tears ; For earth and hell my hurt devise,

And triumph in my fears.
2 Their rage is levell'd at my life,

My soul with guilt they load;
And fill my thoughts with inward strife,

To shake my hope in God. 3 With inward pain my heart strings sound ;

I groan with every breath : Horrour and fear beset me round,

Amongst the shades of death.]
e 4 O were I like a feather'd dove,

And innocence had wings;
I'd fly, and make a long remove

From all these restless things.
e 5 Let me to some wild desert go,

And find a peaceful home ;
Where storms of malice never blow,

Temptations never come.
-6 Vain hopes—and vain inventions all,
e To 'scape the rage of hell!
—The mighty God on whom I call,

Can save me here as well.

PAUSE.
07 By morning light I'll seek his face,

At noon repeat my cry;
The night shall hear me ask his grace,

Nor will he long deny.
o 8 Ged shall preserve my soul from fear,

Or shield me when afraid :
Ten thousand angels must appear,

If he command their aid.
-9 I cast my burdens on the Lord,

The Lord sustains them all :
My courage rests upon his word,

That saints shall never fall.
o 10 (My highest hopes shall not be vain,

My lips shall spread his praise, e While cruel and deceitful men, Scarce live out half their days.]

S. M. Aylesbury. [*] V. 15, 16, 17, 19, 22. Dangerous Prosperity

Daily Devotion. e 1 T ET sinners take their course,

U And choose the road to death ; -But in the worship of my God,

I'll spend my daily breath.
2 My thoughts address his throne,

When morning brings the light;
I seek his blessing ev'ry noon,

And pay my vows at night. o 3 Thou wilt regard my cries,

O my eternal God: e While sinners perish in surprise,

Beneath thine angry rod.
p 4 Because they dwell at ease,

And no sad changes feel,
They neither fear, nor trust thy name,

Nor learn to do thy will. - 5 But I with all my cares,

Will lean upon the Lord;
I'll cast my burdens on his arm,

And rest upon his word.
O 6 His arm shall well sustain

The children of his love :
g The ground on which their safety stands

No earthly power can move.

PSALM 56. C.M. Wantage. [b] God's Care of his People, in answer to Prayer. e 1 O THOU, whose justice reigns on high,

And makes the oppressor cease, Behold how envious sinners try,

To vex and break my peace. 2 [The sons of violence and lies,

Join to devour me, Lord ; But as my hourly dangers rise,

My refuge is thy word.]
3 In God most holy, just, and true,

I have repos'd my trust;
Nor will I fear what flesh can do,

The offspring of the dust.
4 [They wrest my words to mischief still,

Charge me with unknown faults ; Mischief doth all their counsels fill,

And malice all their thoughts.
5 Shall they escape without thy frown?

Must their devices stand?
O cast the haughty sinner down,
And let him know thy hard.]

PAUSE.
- 6 God counts the sorrows of his saints,

Their groans affect his ears ;
Thou hast a book for my complaints,

A bottle for my tears.
7 When to thy throne I raise my cry,

The wicked fear and fee;
o So swift is prayer to reach the sky,

So near is God to me.
8 [In thee, most holy, just and true,

I have repos'd my trust;
Nor will I fear what man can do,

The offspring of the dust.]
-9 Thy solemn vows are on me, Lord;

Thou shalt receive my praise : o I'll sing, “How faithful is thy word ;

“How righteous all thy ways!" -10 Thou hast secur'd my soul from death,

O set a pris'ner free!

o That heart and hand, and life and breath,

May be employ'd for thee. PSALM 57. L. M. Old Hundred. Blendon. [*1

Praise for Protection, Grace and Truth. · 1 M Y God, in whom are all the springs

11 Of boundless love, and grace unknown, e Hide me beneath thy spreading wings,

'Till the dark cloud be overblown. -2 Up to the heav'ns I send my cry,

The Lord will my desires perform ; o He sends his angels from the sky,

And saves me from the threat'ning storm. 03 (Be thou exalted, O my God,

Above the heav'ns where angels dwell;
Thy pow'r on earth be known abroad,

And land to land thy wonders tell.]
-4 My heart is fix'd; my song shall raise

Immortal honours to his name: o Awake, my tongue, to sound his praise ;

My tongue, the glory of my frame.
g 5 High o'er the earth his mercy reigns,

And reaches to the utmost sky;
His truth to endless years remains,
When lower worlds dissolve and die.
8 6 Be thou exalted, O my God,

Above the heay'ns where angels dwell ;
Thy power on earth be known abroad,
And land to land thy wonders tell.
PSALM 58. P. M. St. Helen's. [*]

Warning to Magistrates.
1 TUDGES, who rule the world by laws,

u Will ye despise the righteous cause,
When one oppress'd before you stands ?
Dare ye condemn the righteous poor,
And let rich sinners 'scape secure,

While gold and greatness bribe your hands? 2 Have ye forgot, or never knew,

That God will judge the judges too?
g High in the heav'ns his justice reigns:

Yet you invade the rights of God,
And send your bold decrees abroad,

To bind the conscience in your chains.

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