3 Our fathers trusted in thy name,
And great deliv'rance found;
But I'm a worm despis'd of men,
And trodden to the ground.

4 Shaking the head, they pass me by,
And laugh my soul to scorn;

"In vain he trusts in God," they cry,
'Neglected and forlorn."

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5 Yet, thou, O God! hast form'd my flesh,
By thy almighty word,
And since I hung upon the breast,
My hope is in the Lord.

6 My God, if possible it be,
Withhold this bitter cup:
But I resign my will to thee,
And drink the sorrows up.

7 My heart dissolves with pangs unknown;
In groans I waste my breath;
Thy heavy hand hath brought me down
Low as the dust of death.

8 Father, I give my spirit up,

And trust it in thine hand:

My dying flesh shall rest in hope,
And rise at thy command.

PSALM 22. Second Part. C. M.

Blessings from Christ crucified.

RITHING in pain, our Saviour pray'd
With mighty cries and tears:

In that dread hour, his Father heard,
And chas'd away his fears.

2 Great was the vict'ry of his death;
His throne exalted high:

And all the kindreds of the earth
Shall worship or shall die.

3 A num'rous race shall mount the skies
On his expiring groans:

They shall bereckon❜d in his eyes
For daughters and for sons.

4 The meek and humble souls shall see
His table richly spread:

And all that seek the Lord shall be
With joys immortal fed.

5 The isles shall know the righteousness
Of our incarnate God:

And nations yet unborn profess
Salvation in his blood.

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PSALM 22. Third Part. L. M.
The sufferings and exaltation of Christ.
OW let our mournful songs record
The dying sorrows of our Lord;
When he complain'd in tears and blood,
As one forsaken of his God.

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2 The Jews beheld him thus forlorn,

And shook their heads and laugh'd in scorn:
"He rescu'd others from the grave;
"Now let him try himself to save.'

3 They wound his head, his hands, his feet,
Till streams of blood each other meet;
By lot his garments they divide,

And mock the pangs in which he dy'd.
4 But God, his Father, heard his cry;
Rais'd from the dead, he reigns on high:
The nations learn his righteousness,
And humble sinners taste his grace.

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PSALM 23. First Part. L, M.
Jesus a Shepherd.

JETU be my shepherd and my friend;

ESUS, my Lord, doth condescend,

I on his faithfulness rely,

His care shall all my wants supply. 2 In pastures green he doth me lead, And there in safety makes me feed; Refreshing streams are ever nigh, My thirsty soul to satisfy.

3 When stray'd, or languid, I complain,
His grace revives my soul again:

For his name's sake, in ways upright,
He makes me walk with great delight.
4 Yea, when death's gloomy vale I tread,
With joy, ev'n there, I'll lift my head;
From fear and dread he'll keep me free;
His rod and staff shall comfort me,

5 A table stor❜d with living bread,
In spite of foes, Lord, thou hast spread;
Thou dost my head with oil anoint,
And a full cup for me appoint.
6 Goodness and mercy shall to me,
Thro' all my life extended be;
And when my pilgrimage is o'er,
I'll dwell with thee for evermore.

PSALM 23. Second Part. S. M.
The same,

JESUS my Shepherd lives,

Jehovah is his name:

Since he is mine, and I am his,
I shall not suffer shame.

2 He leads me to the place
Where heav'nly pasture grows;
Where living waters gently pass;
And full salvation flows.

3 If er'er I go astray,

He doth my soul reclaim:
And guides me in his own right way
For his most holy name.

4 While he affords his aid,

I cannot want or fear:

Tho' I should walk thro' death's dark shade,
My shepherd's with me there.

5 In spite of all my foes

Thou dost my table spread;
My cup with blessings overflows,
And joy exalts my head.
6 The bounties of thy love
Shall crown my following days;
Nor from thy house will I remove,
Nor cease to speak thy praise.

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PSALM 24. L. M.

The Christian's rest-The ascension of Christ.
HIS spacious earth is all the Lord's,

He rais'd the building on the seas, And gave it for their dwelling-place. 2 But there's a brighter world on high, Thy palace, Lord, above the sky; Who shall ascend that blest abode, And dwell so near his Maker, God? 3. He that abhors and fears to sin,

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Whose heart is pure, whose hands are clean; Him shall the Lord the Saviour bless, And clothe his soul with righteousness, 4. These are the men, the pious race, That seek the God of Jacob's face; These shall enjoy the blissful sight, And dwell in everlasting light. 5 Rejoice, ye shining worlds on high, Behold the King of glory nigh! Who can this king of glory be? The mighty Lord, the Saviour's he. 6 Ye heav'nly gates, your leaves display, To make the Lord, the Saviour, way: Laden with spoils from earth and hell, The conqu'ror comes with God to dwell.

7 Rais'd from the dead, he goes before,
He opens heav'n's eternal door,
To give his saints a blest abode
Near their Redeemer, and their God.

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PSALM 25. First Part. S. M.

Waiting for pardon and direction.
LIFT my soul to God,

My trust is in his name :

Let not my foes that seek my blood
Still triumph in my shame.

2 Sin, and the pow'rs of hell
Persuade me to despair:

Lord, make me know thy co'nant well,
That I may 'scape the snare.
3 From the first dawning light,
Till the dark ev'ning rise,
For thy salvation, Lord, I wait,
With ever longing eyes.
4 Remember all thy grace,
And lead me in thy truth;
Forgive the sins of riper days,
And follies of my youth."
5 The Lord is just and kind,
The meek shall learn his ways;
And ev'ry humble sinner find.
The blessings of his grace.
6 For his own goodness' sake,
He saves my soul from shame;
He pardons (tho' my guilt be great)
Thro' my Redeemer's name.

PSALM 25. Second Part. S. M.
Covenant Blessings.

W That fears t'offend his God;

HERE shall the man be found,

That loves the gospel's joyful sound,
And trembles at the rod ?

2 The Lord shall make him know
The secrets of his heart;
The wonders of his cov'nant show,
And all his love impart.

3 The dealings of his hand,
Are truth and mercy still,

With such as in his cov'nant stand,
And love to do his will.

4 Their souls shall dwell at ease
Before their maker's face :

Their seed shall taste the promises
In their extensive grace.

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PSALM 25. Third Part. S. M.

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Distress of Soul.

INE eyes and my desire
Are ever to the Lord :

I love to plead his promises,
And rest upon his word.
2 Turn, turn thee to my soul;
Bring thy salvation near :
When will thy hand release my
Out of the deadly snare?

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3 When shall the sov'reign grace,
Of my forgiving God,

Restore me from those dang'rous ways,
My wandering feet have trod!

4 The tumult of my thoughts
Doth but enlarge my woe;
My spirit languishes; my heart
Is desolate and low.

5 With ev'ry morning light
My grief anew begins;
Look on my anguish and my pain,
And pardon all my sins.

6 Behold the hosts of hell,
How cruel is their hate!

Against my life they rise, and join
Their fury with deceit.

7 O keep my soul from death,
Nor put my hope to shame:
For I have plac'd my only trust
In my Redeemer's name,
8 With humble faith I wait,
To see thy face again:

Of Israel it shall ne'er be said,
He sought the Lord in vain.

PSALM 26. L. M.

The Christian's integrity-An appeal to God.

UDGE me, O Lord, and prove my ways,

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JUDGE me, O

My faith upon thy promise stays,
Nor from thy law my feet depart.

2 I hate to walk, I hate to sit
With men of vanity and lies:
The scoffer and the hypocrite
Are the abhorrence of mine eyes.
3 Among thy saints will I appear,
With hands well wash'd in innocence;
But when I stand before thy bar,
The blood of Christ is my defence.