4 [Firm to his word he ever stood,
And always makes his promise good:
Nor dares to change the thing he swears,
Whatever pain or loss he bears.]

5 [He never deals in bribing gold,
And mourns that justice should be sold;
While others gripe and grind the poor,
Sweet charity attends his door.]

e 6 He loves his enemies, and prays
For those who curse him to his face;
-And does to all men still the same
That he would hope or wish from them.
Yet when his holiest works are done,
His soul depends on grace alone :-
o This is the man thy face shall see,
And dwell for ever, Lord, with thee.

PSALM 16. L. M. FIRST PART. Shoel. [b]
Good works profit Men, not God.

e 1

PRES

RESERVE me, Lord, in time of need
For succour to thy throne I flee,

But have no merits there to plead ;
My goodness cannot reach to thee.

e 2 Oft have my heart and tongue confest,
How empty and how poor I am;

My praise can never make thee blest,
Nor add new glories to thy name:

-3 Yet, Lord, thy saints on earth may reap
Some profit by the good we do;

These are the company I keep,

These are the choicest friends I know.

4 Let others choose the sons of mirtn, To give a relish to their wine;

I love the men of heavenly birth,

Whose thoughts and language are divine.
L. M. SECOND PART. Green's. [*]
Christ's All-sufficiency.

1

H Who haste to seek some idol god;

"OW fast their guilt and sorrows rise,

I will not taste their sacrifice,

Their offerings of forbidden blood.

2 My God provides a richer cup,
And nobler food to live upon;
He for my life has offer'd up
Jesus his best beloved Son.
3 His love is my perpetual feast;
By day his counsels guide me right:
And be his name forever blest,
Who gives me sweet advice by night.
4 I set him still before mine eyes;
At my right hand he stands prepar'd,
To keep my soul from all surprise,
And be my everlasting guard.]

L. M. THIRD PART. Moreton. Quercy. [*]
Courage in Death, and Hope of the Resurrection.
HEN God is nigh, my faith is strong,

1

W His arm is my almighty prop;

• Be glad, my heart, rejoice, my tongue,
e My dying flesh shall rest in hope.

2 Though in the dust I lay my head;
Yet gracious God, thou wilt not leave
My soul for ever with the dead,
Nor lose thy children in the grave.

-3 My flesh shall thy first call obey,
Shake off the dust, and rise on high;
Then shalt thou lead the wondrous way,
Up to thy throne above the sky.

o 4 There streams of endless pleasure flow;
And full discoveries of thy grace

(Which we but tasted here below,)
Spread heav'nly joys thro' all the place.

C. M. FIRST PART. Abridge. Barby. [*]
V. 1-3.-Support and Counsel from God.
AVE me, O Lord, from every foe;
In thee my trust I place;

Though all the good which I can do,
Can ne'er deserve thy grace.

2 Yet, if my God prolong my breath,
The saints may profit by't;

The saints, the glory of the earth,
The men of my delight.]

3 Let Heathens to their idols haste,
And worship wood or stone;
But my delightful lot is cast,

Where the true God is known.

4 His hand provides my constant food,
He fills my daily cup;

Much am I pleas'd with present good,
But more rejoice in hope.

5 God is my portion and my joy;
His counsels are my light;
He gives me sweet advice by day,
And gentle hints by night.

6 My soul would all her thoughts approve
To his all-seeing eye;

Not death, nor hell, my hopes shall move,
While such a friend is nigh.

C. M. SECOND PART. Sunday. Doxology. [*]
The Death and Resurrection of CHRIST.
d 1 [1 SET the Lord before my face,

'He bears my courage up; 'My heart and tongue their joys express, My flesh shall rest in hope.

2 'My spirit, Lord, thou wilt not leave, "Where souls departed are;

'Nor quit my body to the grave,
'To see corruption there.

3 Thou wilt reveal the path of life,
'And raise me to thy throne;
'Thy courts immortal pleasure give,
'Thy presence joys unknown.'

4 Thus in the name of Christ the Lord,
The Holy David sung.

And Providence fulfils the word
Of his prophetic tongue.]

p 5 Jesus, whom ev'ry saint adores,
Was crucified and slain :

o Behold, the tomb its prey restores! Behold, he lives again!

-6 When shall my feet arise and stand On heav'n's eternal hills;

o There sits the Son at God's right hand, And there the Father smiles.

P

e

PSALM 17. S. M. Peckham. [*]

V. 13, &c.-Portion of Saints and of Sinners.

1

ARISE, my gracious God,

And make the wicked flee;

They are but thy chastising rod,
To drive thy saints to thee.

2 Behold, the sinner dies,
His haughty words are vain;
Here-in this life his pleasure lies,
And all beyond is pain.

3 Then let his pride advance,
And boast of all his store;

-The Lord is my inheritance,

My soul can wish no more.

4 I shall behold the face
Of my forgiving God;

And stand complete in righteousness,
Wash'd in my Saviour's blood.
5 There's a new heaven begun,
When I awake from death-
Drest in the likeness of thy Son,
And draw immortal breath.

L. M. Islington. [*]

The Saint's Hope: or, the Resurrection. 1 [TORD, I am thine; but thou wilt prove

My faith, my patience, and my love:

When men of spite against me join, They are the sword, the hand is thine. 2 Their hope and portion lie below; 'Tis all the happiness they know; 'Tis all they seek; they take their shares, And leave the rest among their heirs.] 3 What sinners value, I resign; Lord, 'tis enough that thou art mine: o I shall behold thy blissful face,

And stand complete in righteousness. p 4 This life's a dream, an empty show; -But the bright world to which I goo Hath joys substantial and sincere ; e When shall I wake and find me there? -5 O glorious hour! O blest abode ! I shall be near, and like my God!

And flesh and sin no more control The sacred pleasures of the soul. a 6 My flesh shall slumber in the ground, 'Till the last trumpet's joyful sound; Then burst the chains with sweet surprise, And in my Saviour's image rise.

PSALM 18. L. M. FIRST PART. Green's. [*] Ver. 1-6, 15—18.

Deliverance from Despair: or, Temptations overcome. 1 HEE will I love, O Lord, my strength,

Thy mighty arm shall be my trust,
For I have found salvation thence.

e 2 Death, and the terrours of the grave,
Stood round me with their dismal shade;
While floods of high temptation rose,
And made my sinking soul afraid.

e 3 I saw the op'ning gates of hell,
With endless pains and sorrows there;
Which none, but they that feel, can tell,
While I was hurried to despair.

4 In my distress I call'd my God,
When I could scarce believe him mine;
-He bow'd his ear to my complaint;
o Then did his grace appear divine.
[5 With speed he flew to my relief;
As on a cherub's wing he rode;
Awful and bright, as lightning, shone
The face of my deliverer God.]
• 6 Temptations fled at his rebuke,
The blast of his almighty breath;
He sent salvation from on high,
And drew me from the depths of death.

[7 Great were my fears, my foes were great
Much was their strength, and more their rage;
But Christ, my Lord, is conqu'ror still,
In all the wars that.devils wage.]

s 8 My song for ever shall record
That terrible, that joyful hour;
And give the glory to the Lord,
Due to his mercy and his pow'r.