For Thou wilt establish her seat from above, -Wilt make her the throne of thy choice.

Go, walk about Zion, and measure the length, Her walls and her bulwarks mark well; Contemplate her palaces, glorious in strength, Her towers and their pinnacles tell.

Then say to your children;-Our strong

hold is tried;

This God is our God to the end;

His people for ever his counsels shall guide, His arm shall for ever defend.

PSALM LI.

HAVE mercy on me, O my God,

In loving kindness hear my prayer; Withdraw the terror of thy rod;

Lord, in thy tender mercy spare.

Offences rise where'er I look ;

But I confess their guilt to Thee; Blot my transgressions from thy book, Cleanse me from mine iniquity.

Whither from vengeance can I run?

Just are thy judgments, Lord, and right; For all the evil I have done,

I did it only in thy sight.

Shapen in frailty, born in sin,

From error how shall I depart?

Lo, thou requirest truth within;
Lord, write thy truth upon my heart.

Me through the blood of sprinkling make Pure from defilement, white as snow;

Heal me for my Redeemer's sake;

Then joy and gladness I shall know.

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A perfect heart in me create,
Renew my soul in innocence;
Cast not the suppliant from thy gate,
Nor take thine Holy Spirit hence.

Thy consolations, as of old,

Now to my troubled mind restore; By thy free Spirit's might uphold

And guide my steps, to fall no more.

Then sinners will I teach thy ways,
And rebels to thy sceptre bring;
-Open my lips, O God, in praise,
So shall my mouth thy goodness sing.

Not streaming blood, nor purging fire Thy righteous anger can appease; Burnt-offerings Thou dost not require, Or gladly I would render these.

The broken heart in sacrifice,

Alone may thine acceptance meet: My heart, O God, do not despise, Broken and contrite, at thy feet.

PSALM LXIII.

O God, Thou art my God alone,
Early to thee my soul shall cry,

A pilgrim in a land unknown,
A thirsty land whose springs are dry.

O that it were as it hath been,

When, praying in the holy place,

Thy power and glory I have seen,

And mark'd the footsteps of thy grace.

Yet through this rough and thorny maze, I follow hard on thee, my God;

Thine hand unseen upholds my ways,

I safely tread where Thou hast trod.

Thee, in the watches of the night,
When I remember on my bed,

Thy presence makes the darkness light,
Thy guardian wings are round my head.

Better than life itself thy love,

Dearer than all beside to me;

For whom have I in heaven above,

Or what on earth, compared with Thee?

Praise with my heart, my mind, my voice, For all thy mercy I will give;

My soul shall still in God rejoice,

My tongue shall bless Thee while I live.