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07 By morning light I'll seek his face,
At noon repeat my cry;

The night shall hear me ask his grace,
Nor will he long deny.

• 8 God shall preserve my soul from fear,
Or shield me when afraid :

Ten thousand angels must appear,
If he command their aid.

9 I cast my burdens on the Lord,
The Lord sustains them all:
My courage rests upon his word,
That saints shall never fall.
o 10 [My highest hopes shall not be vain,
My lips shall spread his praise,
e While cruel and deceitful men,
Scarce live out half their days.]
S. M. Aylesbury. [*]

V. 15, 16, 17, 19, 22. Dangerous Prosperity: Daily Devotion. ET sinners take their course,

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And choose the road to death;
-But in the worship of my God,
I'll spend my daily breath.

2 My thoughts address his throne,
When morning brings the light;

I seek his blessing ev'ry noon,
And pay my vows at night.
Thou wilt regard my cries,
O my eternal God:

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e While sinners perish in surprise,
Beneath thine angry rod.
Because they dwell at ease,
And no sad changes feel,

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They neither fear, nor trust thy name,
Nor learn to do thy will.

-5 But I, with all my cares,

Will lean upon the Lord;
burdens on his

I'll cast my

arm,

And rest upon his word.

o 6 His arm shall well sustain

The children of his love:

g The ground on which their safety stands No earthly power can move.

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PSALM 56. C. M. Wantage. [b]
God's Care of his People, in answer to Prayer.
THOU, whose justice reigns on high,
And makes the oppressor cease,
Behold how envious sinners try
To vex and break my peace.
2 [The sons of violence and lies
Join to devour me, Lord;
But as my hourly dangers rise,
My refuge is thy word.]

3 In God most holy, just, and true,
I have repos'd my trust;
Nor will I fear what flesh can do,
The offspring of the dust.

4 [They wrest my words to mischief still,
Charge me with unknown faults;
Mischief doth all their counsels fill,
And malice all their thoughts.

5 Shall they escape without thy frown?
Must their devices stand?

O cast the haughty sinner down,
And let him know thy hand.]

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6 God counts the sorrows of his saints,
Their groans affect his ears;

Thou hast a book for my complaints,
A vessel for my tears.

7 When to thy throne I raise my cry,
The wicked fear and flee;

o So swift is prayer to reach the sky, So near is God to me.

8 [In thee, most holy, just and true,
I have repos'd my trust;

Nor will fear what man can do,
The offspring of the dust.]

-9 Thy solemn vows are on me, Lord;
Thou wilt receive my praise:

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I'll sing, 'How faithful is thy word; 'How righteous all thy ways!'

10 Thou hast secur'd my soul from death : Oh, set a pris'ner free'

o That heart and hand, and life and breath, May be employ'd for thee.

PSALM 57. L. M. Old Hundred. Blendon. [*] Praise for Protection, Grace and Truth.

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Y God, in whom are all the springs Of boundless love, and grace unknown, e Hide me beneath thy spreading wings, 'Till the dark cloud be overblown. -2 Up to the heavens I send my cry; The Lord will my desires perform: o He sends his angels from the sky, And saves me from the threat'ning storm. 0 3 [Be thou exalted, O my God, Above the heavens where angels dwell; Thy power on earth be known abroad, And land to land thy wonders tell.]

4 My heart is fix'd; my song shall raise
--Immortal honours to his name:
o Awake, my tongue, to sound his praise;
My tongue, the glory of my frame.

g 5 High o'er the earth his mercy reigns,
And reaches to the utmost sky;
His truth to endless years remains,
When lower worlds dissolve and die.
s 6 Be thou exalted, O my God,

Above the heavens where angels dwell;
Thy power on earth be known abroad,
And land to land thy wonders tell.

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PSALM 58. P. M. St. Helen's. [*]
Warning to Magistrates.

JUDGES, who rule the world by laws, Will ye despise the righteous cause, When one oppress'd before you stands? Dare ye condemn the righteous poor,

And let rich sinners 'scape secure,

While gold and greatness bribe your hands?

2 Have ye forgot, or never knew,

That God will judge the judges too?

High in the heavens his justice reigns:

-Yet you invade the rights of God,
And send your bold decrees abroad,

To bind the conscience in your chains

e 3 [A poison'd arrow is your tongue, The arrow sharp, the poison strong;

And death attends where'er it wounds: You hear no counsels, cries nor tears; So the deaf adder stops her ears

Against the power of charming sounds. d 4 Break out their teeth, eternal God, Those teeth of lions dy'd in blood;

And crush the serpents in the dust: As empty chaff, when whirlwinds rise, Before the sweeping tempest flies,

So let their hopes and names be lost.] o 5 Th' Almighty thunders from the sky; -Their grandeur melts, their titles die, As hills of snow dissolve and run; e Or snails that perish in their slime, Or births that come before their time; Vain births that never see the sun. o 6 Thus shall the vengeance of the Lord Safety and joy to saints afford;

And all who hear shall join and say, d'Sure there's a God who rules on high; 'A God who hears his children cry, 'And will their suff'rings well repay.'

PSALM 60. C. M. Plymouth. [b]

V. 1-5, 10-12. Humiliation for Disappointments in War. ORD, hast thou cast the nation off? A Must we for ever mourn?

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Wilt thou indulge immortal wrath?
Shall mercy ne'er return?

2 The terrour of one frown of thine
Melts all our strength away;

Like men that totter, drunk with wine,
We tremble in dismay.

p 3 Our nation trembles at thy stroke,
And dreads thy lifted hand!

Oh, heal the people thou hast broke,
And save the sinking land.

o 4 Lift up thy banner in the field
For those who fear thy name;

o Defend thy people with thy shield, And put our foes to shame

5 Go with our armies to the fight,
Their guardian and their God;
In vain confed'rate powers unite
Against thy lifted rod.

o 6 Our troops shall gain a wide renown,
By thine assisting hand:

g 'Tis God who treads the mighty down, And makes the feeble stand.

PSALM 61. S. M. Aylesbury. [b*]
Ver. 1-6. Safety in God.

p 1 WHEN, overwhelm'd with grief,
My heart within me dies;

Helpless, and far from all relief,
To heaven I lift mine eyes.

e 2 O lead me to the Rock,

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That's high above my head;

And make the covert of thy wings
My shelter and my shade.
Within thy presence, Lord,
For ever I'll abide;

Thou art the tower of my defence,
The refuge where I hide.

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Thou givest me the lot
Of those that fear thy name;
If endless life be their reward,
I shall possess the same.

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PSALM 62. L. M. Bath. [*]

V. 5-12. No trust in the Creatures; but in God.

Y spirit looks to God alone;

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My rock and refuge is his throne; In all my fears, in all my straits, My soul on his salvation waits.

2 Trust him, ye saints, in all your ways; Pour out your hearts before his face: e When helpers fail, and foes invade, o God is our all-sufficient aid.

e 3 False are the men of high degree ;
The baser sort are vanity:

Laid in the balance, both appear
Light as a puff of empty air.