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PSALM 27.

ONTINUE, Lord, to hear my voice,
Whene'er to thee I cry;

In mercy all my prayers receive,
Nor my request deny.

2 When us to seek thy glorious face

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Thou kindly dost advise :

"Thy glorious face I'll always seek," My grateful heart replies.

3 Then hide not thou thy face, O Lord,
Nor me in wrath reject;

My God and Saviour, leave not him
Thou didst so oft protect.

4 God's time with patient faith expect,
And he'll inspire thy breast
With inward strength; do thou thy part,
And leave to him the rest.

PSALM 28. OLD VERSION.

1 TO render thanks unto the Lord,
How great a cause have I ;

My voice, my pray'r, and my complaint,
That heard so willingly!

2 He is my shield and fortitude,
My buckler in distress;
My heart rejoiceth greatly, and
My song shall him confess.

3 He is our strength and our defence,
Our foes for to resist,

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The health and the salvation of
His own elect by Christ.

4 Thy people and thy heritage,
Lord, bless, guide, and preserve;
Increase them, Lord, and rule their hearts,
That they may never swerve.

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PSALM 30.

'LL celebrate thy praises, Lord,
Who didst thy pow'r employ

To raise my drooping head, and check
My foes' insulting joy.

2 Thus to his courts, ye saints of his,
With songs of praise repair;

With me commemorate his truth,
And providential care.

3 His wrath has but a moment's reign,
His favour no decay;

Your night of grief is recompens'd
With joy's returning day.

4 Exalted thus, I'll gladly sing
Thy praise in grateful verse;
And, as thy favours endless are,
Thy endless praise rehearse.

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PSALM 30. OLD VERSION.

ALL laud and praise with heart and voice,
O Lord, I give to thee,

Who didst not make my foes rejoice,

But hast exalted me.

2 0 Lord my God, to thee I cry'd
In all my pain and grief;

Thou gav'st an ear, and didst provide
To ease me with relief.

3 Thou, Lord, hast brought my soul from hell, And thou the same didst save

From them that in the pit do dwell,

And kept'st me from the grave.

4 Sing praise, ye saints, that prove and see The goodness of the Lord;

In honour of his Majesty

Rejoice with one accord.

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PSALM 32.

E's bless'd whose sins have pardon gain'd, No more in judgment to appear; t Whose guilt remission has obtain'd,

And whose repentance is sincere.

2 No sooner I my wound disclos'd, T The guilt that tortur'd me within, But thy forgiveness interpos'd,

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And mercy's healing balm pour'd, interfa

3 True penitents shall thus succeed,

Who seek thee whilst thou may'st be found; And, from the common deluge freed,

Shall see remorseless sinners drown'd.

4 His saints that have perform'd his laws Their life in triumphs shall employ;

Let them, as they alone have cause,

In grateful rapture shout for joyr til bo'l

PSALM 33.

ET all the just to God with joy
Their cheerful voices raise,

or well the righteous it becomes
To sing glad songs of praise.

2 Let harps, and psalteries, and lutes
In joyful concert meet,

And new-made songs of loud applause
The harmony complete.

3 For faithful is the word of God,
His works with truth abound;
He justice loves, and all the earth
Is with his goodness crown'd.

4 "Tis God, who those that trust in him
Beholds with gracious eyes;

He frees their souls from death, their want In time of dearth supplies.

5 The riches of thy mercy, Lord,

Do thou to us extend;

Since we for all we want or wish
On thee alone depend.

PSALM 33. OLD VERSION.

1 YE righteous, in the Lord rejoice;
It is a seemly sight,

That upright men with thankful voice
Should praise the Lord of might.

2 Praise ye the Lord with harp, and sing To him with psaltery;

With ten-string'd instruments sounding,
Praise ye the Lord most high:

3 Sing to the Lord a song most new,
With courage give him praise;
For why ? his word is ever true,
His works and all his ways:

4 Both judgment, equity, and right,
He ever lov'd and will;

And with his gifts he doth delight
The earth throughout to fill.

PSALM 34.

1 THE Lord from heav'n beholds the just With favourable eyes;

And, when distress'd, his gracious ear
Is open to their cries:

2 But turns his wrathful look on those,
Whom mercy can't reclaim,

To cut them off, and from the earth
Blot out their hated name.

3 Deliv'rance to his saints he gives,
When his relief they crave;
He's nigh to heal the broken heart,
And contrite spirit save.

4 For God preserves the souls of those
Who on his truth depend,

To them and their posterity
His blessings shall descend.

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