PSALM 3. (L. M.)

For Morning. v, 5.

I O GOD! how constant is thy love!
Thy gifts are every evening new,
And morning mercies from above
Gently distil like early dew.

2 Thou spread'st the curtain of the night,
Great Guardian of our sleeping hours!
Thy sovereign word restores the light,
And quickens nature's drowsy powers.
3 Thine arm sustain'd us while we slept,
Else had our eyelids clos'd in death':
Our life in safety still is kept,

And still we breathe our wonted breath. 4 That life we yield to thy command; To Thee we consecrate our days: Perpetual blessings from thy hand Demand perpetual songs of praise.

PSALM 4. 1st version. (L. M.)

The Christian communing with himself. v. 4. 1 RETURN, my wandering heart, return, And earth's vain shadows chase no more; Seek out some solitude, to mourn; And thy forsaken God implore.

2 O Thou great God! whose piercing eye Distinctly marks each deep retreat, In these sequester'd hours draw nigh, And let me here thy presence meet. 3 Through all the windings of my heart My search let heavenly wisdom guide,

And still its sacred beams impart,
Till all be known and purified.

4 Then with the comforts of thy love
Vouchsafe mine inmost soul to cheer,
Till every grace combine to prove,
That Thou hast fix'd thy dwelling there.
PSALM 4. 2d version. (C. M.)

The folly of the men of this world. v.6.

1 IN vain the thoughtless world enquires, Forgetful of their God,

"Who shall supply our vast desires, "Or shew us any good?"

2 Through the wide compass of the earth
Their restless wishes rove,

In search of honour, wealth, and mirth,
The idols of their love.

S But oft these shadowy joys elude
Their most intense pursuit;

Or, if they seize the fancied good,
There's poison in the fruit.

4 From this vain world, Lord, wean our love; Set our affections right;

May we by faith seek joys above,
And walk no more by sight.

PSALM 6. (C. M.)

Sinners deprecating the wrath of God.

IN tender mercy, not in wrath,

Rebuke us, gracious God!
Lest, if thy whole displeasure rise,
We fall beneath thy rod.

2 Touch'd by thy Spirit's quickening power, Our load of guilt we feel;

The wounds thy Spirit hath unclos'd,
Oh! let that Spirit heal.

3 Oppress'd with Satan's galling yoke,
Must we for ever mourn?

And wilt Thou not at length, O God!
In pitying love return?

4 Oh! come with speed, ere life expire,
And shew thy power to save:
For who shall sing thy name in death,
Or praise Thee in the grave?

5 Why should our souls distrust thy grace,
Or yield to blank despair?
Thou wilt fulfil thy promis'd word,
And grant us all our prayer.

PSALM 8. (C. M.)

The wonders of creation and redemption.

1 O LORD! how glorious is thy name,
Above the highest heaven!

To Thee throughout the earth's wide frame
Eternal praise be given.

2 When we survey thy works on high,
The moon, which rules the night;
The stars that gild the vaulted sky,
Those moving worlds of light;

3 Lord, what is man, that Thou shouldst love His fallen nature so?

That thou shouldst leave thy throne above
To dwell with man below?

4 O Lord! how glorious is thy name, Above the highest heaven!

To Thee throughout the earth's wide frame, Eternal praise be given.

PSALM 9. (C. M.)

God's judgement is in righteousness. v. 8. 17. 19, 20. 1 BEHOLD! Jehovah lives and reigns, High on his throne above:

His seat for judgement is prepar'd
In righteousness and love.

2 The saints who know their Saviour's name, And taste his pard'ning grace,

Shall all with joy before Him stand
And see Him face to face.

3 But sinful men, who love their sins,
Must feel his vengeful rod;
The wicked shall be turn'd to hell,
And all who fear not God.

4 Arise, O Lord! and plead thy cause;
Let careless sinners fear;
And learn to tremble at thy wrath,
Before that wrath draw near.

The Christian's prospects, and the world's vanity. v. 8. 15.

1 ALL, all is vanity below,

An airy dream, an empty show :
What sinners value we resign;

Lord! 'tis enough that we are thine.
2 O Lord of lords, and King of kings!
Shield us beneath thy heavenly wings;

Keep us with thine all-seeing eye, And save us when our foes draw nigh. 3 Soon may we see thy blissful face, Redeem'd by blood, and sav'd by grace; O glorious hour! O blest abode! We shall be near, and like our God. 4 Our flesh shall slumber in the ground, Till the last trumpet's joyful sound; Then burst its chains with glad surprise, And in thy perfect image rise.

PSALM 18. (C.M.)

God a consuming fire to his enemies. v. 8, &c. 1 THE Lord descended from above, And bow'd the heavens most high; And underneath his feet He cast The darkness of the sky.

2 Forth from his nostrils went a smoke,
When kindled was his ire;

And from his mouth went burning coals
Of hot consuming fire.

3 On Cherub and on Cherubim
Full royally he rode,

And on the wings of mighty winds,
Came flying all abroad.

4 And with the blasting of his breath,
When earth and seas decay,

Firm 'inidst the ruins may 1 stand,
And find the Lord my stay.