PSALM 34. L. M. 1st Part. Portugal. [*]

God's Care of Saints: or Deliverance by Prayer.

。 1 LORD, I will bless thee all my days, Thy praise shall dwell upon my tongue;

My soul shall glory in thy grace,

While saints rejoice to hear the song.
-2 Come, magnify the Lord with me,
Come, let us all exalt his name;
I sought the eternal God, and he
Has not expos'd my hope to shame.
e 3 I told him all my secret grief,
My secret groaning reach'd his ears;
-He gave my inward pains relief,
And calm'd the tumult of my fears.
4 To him the poor lift up their eyes,
Their faces feel the heavenly shine;
A beam of mercy from the skies
Fills them with light and joy divine.
o 5 His holy angels pitch their tents
Around the men who serve the Lord;
-O, fear and love him, all ye saints,

Taste of his grace, and trust his word.
6 The wild young lions, pinch'd with pain
And hunger, roar through all the wood;
o But none shall seek the Lord in vain,
Nor want supplies of real good.

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L. M. 2nd Part. Bath. [*]

Ver. 11-22. Religious Education.

Islington.

HILDREN,in years and knowledge young, Your parents' hope, your parents' joy, Attend the counsels of my tongue; Let pious thoughts your minds employ. e 2 If you desire a length of days, And peace to crown your mortal state; -Restrain your feet from sinful ways, Your lips from slander and deceit.

3 The eyes of God regard his saints, His ears are open to their cries; d He sets his frowning face against The sons of violence and lies,

e 4 To humble souls and broken hearts
God with his grace is ever nigh:
Pardon and hope his love imparts,
When men in deep contrition lie.

-5 He tells their tears, he counts their groans, His Son redeems their souls from death; o His Spirit heals their broken bones; o They in his praise employ their breath.]

C. M. 1st Part. St. Ann's. [*]

V. 1-10. Prayer and Praise for eminent Deliverance. 1 [T'LL bless the Lord from day to day; How good are all his ways!

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Ye humble souls that use to pray,
Come, help my lips to praise.
2 Sing, to the honour of his name,
How a poor sinner cry'd,

Nor was his hope expos'd to shame,
Nor was his suit deny'd.

e 3 When threat'ning sorrows round me stood, And endless fears arose,

Like the loud billows of a flood,
Redoubling all my woes ;-

e 4 I told the Lord my sore distress,
With heavy groans and tears;
-He gave my sharpest torments ease,
And silenc'd all my fears.

PAUSE.

o 5 O sinners, come and taste his love,
Come, learn his pleasant ways;

And let your own experience prove
The sweetness of his grace.

-6 He bids his angels pitch their tents
Round where his children dwell;
What ill their heavenly care prevents,
No earthly tongue can tell.

o 7 O love the Lord, ye saints of his ;
His eye regards the just;

How richly blest their portion is,
Who make the Lord their trust!

-8 Young lions pinch'd with hunger roar,
And famish in the wood;

o But God supplies his holy poor With every needful good.]

C. M. 2nd Part. York. St. Martin's. [*]

V. 11–22. Exhortations to Faith and Holiness.

1 COME, children, learn to fear the Lord;

And that your days be long,

Let not a false, or spiteful word
Be found upon your tongue.
2 Depart from mischief, practise love,
Pursue the work of peace;

So shall the Lord your ways approve,
And set your souls at ease.

3 His eyes awake to guard the just,
His ears attend their cry:
When broken spirits dwell in dust,
The God of grace is nigh.

e 4 What though the sorrows, here they taste, Are sharp and tedious too;

o The Lord, who saves them all at last, Is their supporter now.

e 5 Evil shall smite the wicked dead;
But God secures his own;

Prevents the mischief when they slide,
Or heals the broken bone.

e 6 When desolation, like a flood,
O'er the proud sinner rolls,

o Saints find a refuge in their God; For he redeem'd their souls.

PSALM 35. C. M. 1st Part. Bangor. Durham. [b] Prayer and Faith of Persecuted Saints.

1 NOW plead my cause, Almighty God,

With all the sons of strife;

And fight against the men of blood,
Who fight against my life.

2 Draw out thy spear, and stop their way;
Lift thine avenging rod;

But to my soul in mercy say,

"I am thy Saviour God.'

3 They plant their snares to catch my feet And nets of mischief spread

Plunge the destroyers in the pit,
That their own hands have made.

4 Let fogs and darkness hide their way,
And slipp❜ry be their ground;

Thy wrath shall make their lives a prey,
And all their rage confound.

5 They fly, like chaff before the wind,
Before thine angry breath;
The angel of the Lord behind

Pursues them down to death.

6 They love the road that leads to hell;
Then let the rebels die,
Whose malice is implacable

Against the Lord on high.

7 But if thou hast a chosen few,
Amongst that impious race;
Divide them from the bloody crew,
By thy surprising grace.

8 Then will I raise my tuneful voice,
To make thy wonders known;
In their salvation I'll rejoice,

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And bless thee for my own.]

C. M. 2nd Part. Hymn 2d. Barby. [*]

V. 12, 13, 14. Love to Enemies: David and Christ.
EHOLD the love, the generous love
That holy David shows;

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See how his kind affections move

To his afflicted foes!

2 When they are sick, his soul complains, And seems to feel the smart;

The spirit of the gospel reigns,

And melts his pious heart.

e 3 How did his flowing tears condole, As for a brother dead!

And fasting mortify his soul,

While for their life he pray'd.

d 4 They groan, and curse him on their bed,

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Yet still he pleads and mourns:

-And double blessings on his head

The righteous God returns.

o 5 O glorious type of heavenly grace!
Thus Christ the Lord appears;
-While sinners curse, the Saviour prays,
And pities them with tears.

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6 He, the true David, Israel's King, Blest and belov'd of God,

o To save us rebels, dead in sin, Paid his own dearest blood.

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HIGH

PSALM 36. L. M. Old Hundred. Sheffield. [*]
V.5-9. Perfections, Providence, and Grace of God.
glory shines;
IGH in the heavens, eternal God,
Thy goodness in full
Thy truth shall break through every cloud,
That veils and darkens thy designs.

2 For ever firm thy justice stands,
As mountains their foundations keep;
Wise are the wonders of thine hands,
Thy judgments are a mighty deep.
3 Thy Providence is kind and large,
Both man and beast thy bounty share;
The whole creation is thy charge,
But saints are thy peculiar care.
€ 4 My God, how excellent thy grace,
Whence all our hope and comfort springs!
The sons of Adam, in distress,

Fly to the shadow of thy wings. 5 From the provisions of thy house We shall be fed with sweet repast; o There mercy like a river flows, And brings salvation to our taste. o 6 Life, like a fountain rich and free, Springs from the presence of my Lord; And in thy light, our souls shall see The glories promis'd in thy word. C. M. Mear. [*]

V. 1, 2, 5, 6, 7, 9. Practical Atheism exposed.

1 [WHILE men grow bold in wicked ways, And yet a God they own;

My heart within me often says,

"Their thoughts believe there's none.'