3 They put thy judgments from their sight,
And then insult the poor;
They boast of their exalted height,
That they shall fall no more.

4 Arise, O God, lift up thine hand;
Attend our humble cry:
No enemy shall dare to stand,
When God ascends on high.

PSALM XI. L. M.

The awful Prospect of the Wicked from the Righteous
Character of God.

1 THE Lord in heav'n has fix'd his throne,
His eyes survey the world below;
To him all mortal things are known,
His eyelids search our spirit through.

2 If he afflicts his saints so far,

To prove their love, and try their grace, What may the bold transgressors fear? His very soul abhors their ways.

3 On impious wretches he shall rain

Tempests of brimstone, fire, and death, Such as he kindled on the plain

Of Sodom with his angry breath.

4 The righteous Lord loves righteous souls, Whose thoughts and actions are sincere:

They put thy judgments from their sight,
And then insult the poor;

They boast of their exalted height,
That they shall fall no more.

Arise, O God, lift up thine hand;
Attend our humble cry:
No enemy shall dare to stand,
When God ascends on high.

PSALM XI. L. M.

The awful Prospect of the Wicked from the Righteous Character of God.

1 THE Lord in heav'n has fix'd his throne, His eyes survey the world below; To him all mortal things are known, His eyelids search our spirit through. 2 If he afflicts his saints so far,

To prove their love, and try their grace, What may the bold transgressors fear? His very soul abhors their ways.

3 On impious wretches he shall rain

Tempests of brimstone, fire, and death, Such as he kindled on the plain

Of Sodom with his angry breath.

4 The righteous Lord loves righteous souls, Whose thoughts and actions are sincere:

And with a gracious eye Leholds
The men that his own image bear.

PSALM XII. C. M.

God the Help of his People in evil and corrupt Times.
1 LORD, when iniquities abound,
And blasphemies grow bold,
When faith is hardly to be found,
And love is waxing cold.

2 Is not thy chariot hast'ning on?
Hast thou not giv'n the sign?
May we not trust and live upon
A promise so divine?

3 Yes,' saith the Lord, 'now will I rise, 'And make oppressors flee;

'I shall appear to their surprise,

'And set my servants free.'

4 Thy word, like silver sev'n times try'd,
Through ages shall endure:
The men that in thy truth confide,
Shall find thy promise sure.

Pleading with God under Desertion; or, Hope
in Darkness.

1 HOW long wilt thou conceal thy face,
My God, how long delay?

When shall I feel those heav'nly rays
That chase my fears away?

2 Be thou my Sun, and thou my Shield,
My soul in safety keep;

Make haste before mine eyes are seal'd
In death's eternal sleep.

3 Thou wilt display that sov'reign grace,
Where all my hopes have hung;
I shall employ my lips in praise,
And vict'ry shall be sung.

The general Corruption of the World-a Prayer for God's Salvation.

1 TH' Eternal Monarch from on high,
Cast on the sons of earth his eye,

If haply some he yet might see,
True to their God, from error free.

2 He look'd, but ah! not one could find
To virtue's heav'n-taught rules inclin'd;
Each, led from wisdom's path astray,
Pursues the tenor of his way.

3 O mighty Lord, to Isr'el's eyes
Bid, bid thy wish'd salvation rise;
From Sion's hill the healing ray
Extend, and round us pour the day.