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4 But to thy house will I resort,
To taste thy mercies there:
I will frequent thy holy court,
And worship in thy fear.

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5 O may thy spirit guide my
In ways of righteousness!
Make ev'ry path of duty straight,
And plain before my face.
6 My watchful enemies combine
To tempt my feet astray;
They flatter with a base design
To make my soul their prey.

7 Lord, crush the serpent in the dust,
And all his plots destroy;

While those that in thy mercy trust
For ever shout for joy.

8 The men that love and fear thy name
Shall see their hopes fulfill'd;

The mighty God will compass them
With favour as a shield.

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PSALM 6. C. M.

Complaint in Sickness.

IN anger, Lord, rebuke me not,

Withdraw the dreadful storm;

Nor let thy fury grow so hot,
Against a feeble worm.

2 My soul's bow'd down with heavy cares, My flesh with pain opprest;

My couch is witness to my tears,
My tears forbid my rest.

3 Sorrow and pain wear out my days;
I waste the night with cries,
Counting the minutes as they pass,
Till the slow morning rise.

4 Shall I be still afflicted more?

Mine eyes consum'd with grief?
How long, my God, how long, before
Thy hand affords relief!

5 He hears when dust and ashes speak,
He pities all our groans;

He saves us for our Saviour's sake,
And heals our broken bones.

6 The virtue of his sov'reign word
Restores our fainting breath;
For silent graves praise not the Lord:
Our lips are seal'd in death.

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PSALM 7. C. M.

The Christian's integrity—an apeal to God
Y trust is in my heav'nly friend,
My hope in thee, my God;
Rise, and my helpless life defend
From those that seek iny blood.
2 With insolence and fury they
My soul in pieces tear;

As hungry lions rend the prey,
When no deliv'rer's near.

3 If I indulge in thoughts unjust,
And wish and seek their woe,
Then let them tread my life to dust,
And lay mine honour low.

4 If there were malice hid in me,
I know thy piercing eyes;
I should not dare appeal to thee,
Nor ask my God to rise.

5 Arise, my God, lift up thy hand,
Their pride and pow'r control;
Awake to judgment, and command
Deliv'rance for my soul.

6 Let sinners and their wicked rage
Be humbled to the dust;

Shall not the God of truth engage
To vindicate the just?

7 He knows the heart, he tries the reins,
He will defend th' upright;

His sharpest arrows he ordains
Against the sons of spite,

8 For me, their malice dug a pit,

But there themselves are cast:
My God makes all their mischief light
On their own head at last.

9 That cruel, persecuting race

Must feel his dreadful sword;

Awake, my soul, and praise the grace,
And justice of the Lord.

PSALM 8. First Part. S. M.
Condescension of God.

LORD, our heav'nly King,

Thy name is all divine,

Thy glories round the earth are spread,
And o'er the heav'ns they shine.

2 When to thy works on high,
I raise my wond'ring eyes,

And see the moon, complete in light,
Adorn the darksome skies:

3 When I survey the stars

And all their shining forms,

Lord, what is man! that worthless thing,
Akin to dust and worms?

4 Lord, what is worthless man,
That thou should'st love him so?
Next to thine angels is he plac'd,
And lord of all below.

5 How rich thy bounties are!
How wondrous are thy ways!

Of dust and worms, thy pow'r can frame,
A monument of praise.

PSALM 8.

Second Part. L. M.

First and Second Adam.

ORD, what was man, when made at first,
Adam, the offspring of the dust,
That thou should'st set him and his race,
But just below an angel's place!

2 That thou should'st raise his nature so,
And make him lord of all below;
Make ev'ry beast and bird submit,
And lay the fishes at his feet!
3 But O, what brighter glories wait
To crown the second Adam's state!
What honours shall thy Son adorn,
Who condescended to be born!
4 See him below his angels made :
See him in dust among the dead,
To save a ruin'd world from sin:
Yet he shall reign with pow'r divine.
5 The world to come, redeem'd from all
The mis'ries that attend the fall,
New made and glorious, shall submit
At our exalted Saviour's feet.

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PSALM 8. Third Part. L. M.

The Hosannah of the Children.

ALMIGHTY Ruler of the skies,

Thro' the wide earth thy name is spread; And thine eternal glories rise,

O'er all the heav'ns thy hands have made,

2 To thee the voices of the young
A monument of honour raise;
And babes with uninstructed tongue
Declare the wonders of thy praise.

3 Thy pow'r assists their tender age
To bring proud rebels to the ground;
To still the bold blasphemer's rage,
And all their policy confound.

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PSALM 9. First Part. C. M.
The righteous God the refuge of his people.

WITH my whole heart I'll raise my song,

Thy wonders I'll proclaim;

Thou, the great Judge of right and wrong,
Wilt put my foes to shame.

2 I'll sing thy majesty and grace;
My God prepares his throne

To judge the world in righteousness,
And make his vengeance known.
3 Then shall the Lord a refuge prove
For all the poor opprest;

To save the people of his love,
And give the weary rest.

4 The men, that know thy name, will trust
In thine abundant grace:

And thou wilt ne'er forsake the just,
Who humbly seek thy face.

5 Sing praises to the righteous Lord,
Who dwells on Zion's hill;

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Who executes his threat'ning word,
And doth his grace fulfil.

PSALM 9. Second Part. C. M..

Tha wisdom and equity of Providence.

W shall once inquire for blood,

THEN the great Judge, supreme and just,

The humble souls, that mourn in dust,
Shall find a faithful God.

2 He from the dreadful gates of death
Doth his own children raise :
In Zion's gates with cheerful breath,
They sing their Father's praise.

3 His foes shall fall with heedless feet
Into the pit they made;

And sinners perish in the net,

Which their own hands have spread. 4 Thus by thy judgments, mighty God, Are thy deep counsels known; When men of mischief are destroy'd, The snare must be their own.

6 The wicked shall sink down to hell; Thy wrath devour the lands

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That dare forget thee, or rebel
Against thy known commands.
6 Tho' saints to sore distress are brought,
And wait and long complain;
Their cries shall never be forgot,
Nor shall their hopes be vain.

PSALM 10. First Part. C. M.
Prayer for deliverance from enemies.

WHY

doth the Lord stand off so far? And why conceal his face, When great calamities appear, And times of deep distress?

2 Lord, shall the wicked still deride Thy justice and thy pow'r!

Shall they advance their heads in pride, And still thy saints devour?

3 They put thy judgments from their sight, And then insult the poor;

They boast in their exalted height,
That they shall fall no more.

4 Arise, O God, lift up thy hand;
Attend our humble

cry:

No enemy shall dare to stand
When God ascends on high.

PSALM 10. Second Part. C. M.
God our Vindicator.

WHY do the men of malice rage,

WHY
And say, with foolish pride,

"The God of heav'n will ne'er engage "To fight on Zion's side ?"

2 But thou for ever art our Lord,
And pow'rful is thy hand;

As when the heathens felt thy sword,
And perish'd from thy land.

3 God will prepare our hearts to pray,
And bow his ear to hear;

He marks whate'er is children
And puts the world in fear.

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4 Proud tyrants shall no more oppress,
No more despise the just;

And mighty sinners shall confess
They are but earth and dust.

PSALM 11. L. M.

Providence and Justice of God.

'MY refuge is the God of love: Why do my foes insult and cry?

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