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From age to age eternally.
Amen, yea, and amen.


To the chief musician, MASCHIL, for the sons of KORAH.

Perhaps this Psalm was composed by David, when the unnatural rebellion of Absalom had forced him from the sanctuary of God, and to take up his lodgings eastward of Jordan ; Lam. XV.-19. We have in it, (1) ardent longings after nearness to, and familiar intimacy with God, in his public ordinances and sanctuary ; ver. 1, 2. (2) Mournful lamentations and bitter groanings on account of God's withdrawing his comfortable smiles; of the want of the once enjoyed ordinances of God, and fellowship with his saints; of the troublesome impres. sions of God's wrath ; and of his enemies insolent up. braiding of him, and on account of the departure and distance of his God; ver. 3, 4, 6, 7, 9, 10. (3) Believing remembrance of God's former favours ; ver. 6, and self-encouraging hopes of future ones; ver. 5, 8, 11.

Have I experimentally understood all these things ! My soul, let me charge thee to beware of dissimulation with God, and of compassing him about with lies, under pretence of praising him. Dare not to sing these lines without inward, without ardent longings for the Lord; without earnest claiming of him as thy own God, upon the foundatition of his new covenant grant of himself to me, in the gospel ; without assured hopes of his fu. ture, his everlssting kindness to me-ward.

T IKE as the hart for water-brooks,

in thirst doth pant and bray, So pants my longing soul, O God,

that come to thee I may. 2 My soul for God, the living God,

doth thirst; when shall I near Unto thy countenance approach,

and in God's sight appear?

3 My tears have unto me been meat,

both in the night and day, While unto me continually,

where is thy God ? they say. 4 My soul is poured out in me,

when this I think upon;
Because that with the multitude

I heretofore had gone :
With them into God's house I wenty

with voice of joy and praise ;
Yea, with the multitude that kept

the 'solemn holy days. 5 O why art thou cast down, my soul?

why in me so dismay'd ? Trust God, for I shall praise him yet ;

his count'nance is mine aid. 6 My God, my soul's cast down in me;

thee therefore mind I will From Jordan's land, the Hermonites,

and ev’n from Mizar-hill.
hy At the noise of thy water-spouts

deep unto deep doth call :
Thy breaking waves pass over me,

yea, and thy billows all.
8 His loving-kindness yet the Lord

command will in the day:
His songs with me by night, to God

by whom I live, I'll pray.
9 And I will say to God, my rock,

why me forgett'st thou so ? Why, for my foes oppression,

thus mourning do I go?- 10 'Tis as a sword within my bonesy, when my foes me upbraid:


Ev'n when by them, where is thy God?

'tis daily to me said. 11 O why art thou cast down my soul !

why thus with grief opprest,
Art thou disquieted in me?

In God still hope and rest :
For yet I know I shall him praise,

who graciously to me
The health is of my countenance ;

yea, mine own God is he.


This Psalm was probably composed on the same occasion as the former; and contains, (1) David's strong cries to his God; for help against, and deliverance from, his ungodly, unjust, and crafty oppressors ; ver. 1, 2.

(2) His earnest longings to be restored to the enjoy. .ment of his God in his public ordinances ; ver. 3, 4. (3) His inward disquiets, composed by believing claims of his God, and firm dependance on his promises ; wer. 5.

While I sing, let my soul be deeply affected with the injuries I daily receive from Satan and my own lusts. Let my heart and flesh cry out for God, the living God, as my God, and mine exceeding joy. And let me still all the tumults of my heart with this, that he is my GOD and my ALL; MY GOD THAT DOTH ME SAVE.

TUDGE me, O God, and plead my cause

against the ungodly nation; From the unjust and crafty mang

O be thou my salvation. 2 For thou the God art of my strength,

why thrusts thou me thee fro ? For the enemies oppression,

why do I mourning go?

3 0 send thy light forth and thy truth;

let them be guides to me,
And bring me to thine holy hill,
: ev'n where thy dwellings be.
4 Then will I to God's altar go,

to God my chiefest joy;
Yea, God, my God, thy name to praise

my harp I will employ.
5 Why art thou then cast down, my soul ?

what should discourage thee? And why with vexing thoughts art thon

disquieted in me ? Still trust in God, for him to praise

good cause I yet shall have ; He of my countnance is the health,

my God that doth me save.

PSALM XLIV. To the chief musician, for the sons of KORA#, MASCHIL.

This Psalm was perhaps composed on the same occasion as the 60th, and may have a prophetic view to the after distresses of the Jews in the time of Rehoboam, 2 Chron. xii. of Jehoram, 2 Chron. xxi. of Ahaz, 2 Chron. xxviii. of Hezekiah,, 2 Kings, xvüi. xix. and during the Chaldean captivity Syro-grecian oppression, &c. and all these as typical of the distresses of the gosa pel church under heathens and anti-christians. It relates chiefly to the church, and contains, (1) thankful acknowledgments of what the Lord had done for her in former periods, as her God, her king, her joy, her praise ; ver. 1-8. (2) Sorrowful complaints of divine desertion; and of the prevalent power, cruelty, and derisive contempt of enemies, ver. 9–16. (3) Som lemn protestations of continued integrity, and of constant adherence to the Lord's way, amidst these mani. foid calamities; ver. 17-22. (4) Strong cries with supplications and tears to God, for his merciful appearance for, and granting her relief; ver. 23-26.

me rejoice Let min any fored. Liet

In singing this, let me rejoice with them that rejoice, and weep with them that weep. Let me rejoice in what the Lord hath wrought for his people, in any former period; and in all their afflictions let me be afflicted. Let me give the Lord no rest till he make his church a joy in the whole earth.

GOD, we with our ears have heard,

our fathers have us told, What works thou in their days hadst done,

ev’n in the days of old. 2 Thy hand did drive the heatben out,

and plant them in their place ;. Thou didst afflict the nations,

but them thou didst increase.
3 For neither got their sword the land,

nor did their arm them save :
But thy right hand, arm, countenance :

for thou them favor gave.
4 Thou art my King: for Jacob, Lord,

deliv’rances command.. 5 Through thee we shall push down our foes,

that do against us stand. We, thro’ thy name, shall tread down those

that risen against us have. 6 For in my bow I shall not trust,

nor shall my sword me save. ng But from our foes thou hast us sav’d,

our haters put to shame. 8 In God we all the clay do boast,

and ever praise thy name. · 9 But now we are cast off by thee,

and us thou putt'st to shame; And when our armies do go forthy

thou go'st not with the same.

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