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4They groan’d and curs’d him on their bed; Yet still he pleads and mourns : And double blessings on his head The righteous God returns. 5 O glorious type of heav'nly grace : hus Christ the Lord appears; While sinners curse, the Saviour prays, And pities them with tears. 6 He, the true David, Israel's king, Blest and belov’d of God, To save us rebels, dead in sin, Paid his own dearest blood.
PSALM 36. First Part. S. M.
2 He walks awhile conceal’d In a self-flatt’ring dream; Till his dark crimes, at once reveal’d, Expose his hateful name. 3 His heart is false and foul, His words are smooth and fair; Wisdom is banish’d from his soul, And leaves no goodness there. 4 He plots upon his bed New mischiefs to fulfil: He sets his heart, his hand and head, To practice all that's ill. 5 But there’s a dreadful God, Tho' men renounce his fear : His justice, hid behind the cloud, Shall one great day appear. 6 His truth transcends the sky; In heav'n his mercies dwell; Deep as the sea his judgments lie; is anger burns to hell. 7 How excellent his love, Whence all our safety springs: O never let my soul remove From underneath his wings PSALM 36. Second Part. L. M. Confidence in Divine Providence.
1 LORD, thy mercy, my sure hope
2 Thy justice, like the hills, remains; Unfathom'd depths thy judgments are; Thy providence the world sustains; The whole creation is thy care. 3 Since of thy goodness all partake; With what assurance should the just Thy shelt’ring wings their refuge make, And saints to thy protection trust. 4 Such guests shall to thy courts beled, To banquet on thy love’s repast ; And drink, as from a fountain head, Ofjoys that shall forever last. 5 With thee the springs of life remain; Thy presence is eternal day: O ! let o grace thy saints sustain: To upright hearts thy truth display. PSALM 37. First Part. C. M. Folly of enrying the wicked. 1 W W WHY should I vex my soul and fret To see the wicked rise 1 Or envy sinners Yo; great By violence and lies' 2 As flow'ry grass, cut down at noon, Before the ev’ning fades: So shall their glories vanish soon, ln everlasting shades. 3 Then let me make the Lord my trust, And practice all that’s o, So shall I dwell among the just, And he’ll provide me food. 4 I, to my God, my ways commit, And cheerful, wait his will : Thy hand, which guides my doubtful feet, Shall my desires fulfil.
5 Mine innocence shalt thou display;
6 The meek at last the earth possess,
The Lord derides them, for he sees Their day of vengeance come. 9 They have drawn out the threat’ning sword; Have bent the murd’rous bow, To slay the men, that fear the Lord, And bring the righteous low. 10 My God shall break their bows, and burn Their persecuting darts: Shall their own swords against them turn, And pain surprise their hearts. PSALM 37. Second Part. C. M. Righteous and wicked contrasted. 1 HY do the wealthy wicked boast, And grow profanely bold? The meanest portion of the just Excels the sinner's gold. 2 The wicked borrows of his friends, But ne'er designs to pay : The saint is merciful and lends, Nor turns the poor away. 3 His alms with liberal heart he gives Amongst the sons of need : His memory to long ages lives, And blessed in his seed. 4 He fears to talk with lips profane, To slander or defraud: His ready tongue declares to men, What he has learn’d of God.
5 The law and gospel of the Lord
He feeds them now, and makes them heirs Of blessings long to come. 4 Wait on the Lord, ye sons of men, Nor fear when tyrants frown : Ye shall confess their pride was vain, When justice casts them down.
5 The haughty sinner have I seen,
The troubled conscience relieved.
1. MID thy wrath remember love,
2Thine arrows stick within my heart,
3 My sins a heavy load appear, nd o'er my head are gone; Too heavy for my soul to bear, Too hard for me t'atone.
4My thoughts are like a troubled sea,
5 Lord, I am weak and broken sore,
8 My soes rejoice to see me slide into the miry pit : They raise their pleasure and their pride, When they supplant my feet. 9 But I’ll confess my guilt to thee, And grieve for all my sin : I feel how weak my graces be, And beg support divine. 10 My God, forgive my follies past, And be forever nigh: O Lord of my salvation, haste, Before thy servant die.
PSALM 39. First Parf. C. M. Watchfulness over the tongue. 1 HUS I resolv’d before the Lord : “Now will I watch my tongue, “Lest I let slip one sinful word, “Or do my neighbour wrong.” 2 And, if I’m e'er constrain'd to stay With men of lives profane ; I'll set a double guard that day, Nor let my talk be vain. 3 I’ll scarce allow my lips to speak The pious thoughts I feel ; Lest scoffers should th’ occasion take To mock my holy zeal. 4 Yet if some proper hour appear I’ll not be overaw’d ; > But let the scoffing sinners hear, That I can speak for God. PSALM 39. Second Part. C. M. The canity of man as mortal. I EACH me the measure of my days T Thou maker of my frame p yS, I would survey life’s narrow space, And learn how frail I am. 2 A span is all that we can boast; ow short, how fleet our time ! Man is but vanity and dust, In all his flow'r and prime. 3 See the vain race of mortals move Like shadows o'er the plain ; They o and strive, desire and love; But all their noise is vain. 4 Some walk in honour's gaudy show; Some #. for golden ore ; They toil for heirs they know not who, And straight are seen no more.