How horrible the miry pit,

And dire deep scenes my foul went thro'!

3 He put a new fong in my mouth,

Ev'n praife unto our God and Joy;
Many fhall fee and blefs the truth,
While my fweet tranfports they enjoy.
4 Oblefs'd the man, and he alone,
Who makes the Lord his refuge high,.
Defpiling ev'ry lofty one,

Who builds his refuge on a lie!

O Lord, my God, full many are

The works of wonder thou hast done; For high above our reck'ning far

Thy thoughts and ways of love are gone :: If any one can tell the fand

That bounds the roaring of the fea, Then he the numbers may command A That would exprefs thy thoughts to me..

6 No facrifice nor offering,

(Which by the law prefented are),
Didft thou defire-but, lo, I bring
My body which thou didst prepare:
Mine ear thou boredft to thy poft;
To leave thy houfe I did refufe;
My foul did of thy fervice boat;

I lov'd my Lord, my fons, my fpouse-
How could I leave my spouse to wall, I
Forlorn in bondage all her days?
Or on my children dear entail

Their wretched mother's flav'ry base? Behold me, then, thy fervant, Lord: O God, behold thy Lamb, and fee! See here my gift with merit ftor'd;

The off'ring thou defir'st of me,

7 I come to do thy perfect will,
To fanctify thy people, Lord;,

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And thus thy counfels I fulfil, As written of me in thy word. 8 To do thy will is my delight,

And yield the life which thou haft crav'd; For on my heart thy law is writ,

And 'midft my very bowels grav'd. 9 My trumpet I will found aloud, Alarming all the world around, To hear the joyful news of God, Th' acceptance that my foul has found: Thy righteousness I have maintain'd, And to thy faints thy glory fhown; From truth my lips I ne'er refrain'd, As thou, O Lord my God, haft known. 10 Yea, I will glory in this theme; I never hid thy righteousness; Thy truth I always did proclaim, And thy falvation did exprefs: Thy loving-kindness and thy truth, Thy congregation joy'd to hear, While draughts of pleasure from my mouth They drank, like water pure and clear.

11 'Twas fweet to them-but unto me My forrows greatly did abound

Thy tender mercies, kind and free,

them all into

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wound!

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I cry'd, My God, preferve my foul!

Mercy and truth prevent me now! 12 For ills innumerable roll,

And bear me to the depths below:
My fins have taken hold on me,
And, grappling bear me down to hell;
From whence I cannot look to thee,
Till thou fhalt all my guilt cancel :
More num'rous than the driving hail,
More fiercely too, they beat me down,
Th' ini-

Th' iniquities which do prevail

O'er me, and caufe my heart to swoon! 13 Be pleas'd, O God, to rescue me, Jehovah, haften to mine aid:

14 Sham'd and confounded let them be,
Who wish to fee my foul difmay'd:
Against my foul who dare advance,
For glory, contempt let them have,
And fall in heaps, deftroy'd at once,
That they may glut the cruel grave.

15

Let defolations on them fall,

Who fay unto my soul, Aha;
And thus afhamed be they all,

Who fcorn Jehovah and his law.
16 Let those who feek thee fing thy praife,
And evermore in thee be glad,
And found thy name in loftieft lays,
With thy falvation being clad.

17 Blefs'd be Jehovah for his love,

Who thinks on me when poor and weak; Offend and fave me from above; My God, my help, no tarrying make.

PSALM XLI.

THIS Pfalm, being spoken alfo in one perfon, and intérpreted, John xii. 18. by the Lord concerning himself, when betrayed by Judas, perfect ly afcertains, in like manner, the meaning and true application of thefe two following ones, viz. Pfal. xxvii. and Iv. with their parallels.

Behold the Lord, the Lord of all,
For us become fo weak and poor,
That he bebov'd on God to call,
To fave him in bis awful hour!-

Behold

Behold th ingratitude confeft

Of Fudas bafe and treach'rous heart;
A fad example to the rest,

Who from the Lord their God depart!

Bleffed ever be my God,

Bleffed

Who wifely doth obferve the cafe
Of him whom many forrows load,
And fmile
upon his marred face-
More marred than the fons of men,
Ten thousand troubles o'er him flow,
Like wave fucceeding wave amain,
Till he fhall God's falvation know.

-2 Jehovah fhall preferve him well,

And shall revive him when he faints;> And, blefs'd upon the earth to dwell, Shall free him from his fore complaints. The Lord will not deliver him

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Into the hands of cruel foes;
3 Nor fhall his eyes, with fickness dim,.
Be worn, lamenting o'er his woes.
If languor any time affail,

And heavy anguish throw him down,
The Lord will hear him ere he wail,

And make him lie on beds of down.
The Lord will turn him on his couch,
And mitigate his fierceft pain;
He'll make his hand his heart avouch,
And raife him up in love again.

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4 I cried, in my mourning days,
Jehovah, eafe my grieved heart;
From underneath this load me raife,
My people's fins, for which I fmart.
I will confefs they are my fins;

For thou haft laid them all on me;
And, when mine agony begins,
Thou wilt behold, and fet me free.-

5 Mine enemies behold, and speak
The earnest wishes of their heart;
He'll die and perish-See, how weak
Already!-He will foon depart.'
6 And fhould my bafe betrayer come,
And fee me-with a flatt'ring voice,
And smiling eye, he'll peer and roam
O'er all my perfon, and rejoice:
His heart will glow to drink my blood;
And, when he goes abroad, he'll tell,
And feaft with joy the neighbourhood:
When I am ill, they cry, 'Tis well!
7 They whisper with a bitter breath,
Who hate me, and my hurt devife;
He's caught in clutches of grim Death;
He lieth, and fhall never rife.'

8 Yea, ev'n mine own familiar friend,
To whom I trusted all my store,
And did my very life commend,
Whofe leaning arm my bofom bore;
Ev'n he who took the fop I gave,

Who dipt my bread, who drank my cup;
Who like my brother did behave,
His heel against me lifted up.-

But fo the Scripture was fulfill'd,
The fervant did betray his Lord;
And fo the Paffover was kill'd,

Which life to Ifra'l doth afford.9 But thou, Jehovah, in thy love,

And tender mercy, wilt me raife,
That I may all my foes remove,
And banish them with dire difgrace.

10 By this I know thou doft accept

The off'ring that my foul hath brought; Because thou haft difcharg'd my debt, And rais'd me from the death they wrought.