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PSALM 3. (L. M.)
For Morning. V. 5.
Thy gifts are every evening new,
Gently distil like early dew. 2 Thou spread'st the curtain of the night,
Great Guardian of our sleeping hours !
And quickens nature's drowsy puwers. § Thine arm sustain'd us while we slept,
Else had our eyelids clos'd in death:
And still we breathe our wonted breath. 4 That life we yield to thy command;
To Thee we consecrate our days:
Psalm 4. ist version. (L. M.)
The Christian communing with himself. v. 4.
And ear:h’s vain shadows chase no more;
And thy forsaken God implore. 2 0 Thou great God! whose piercing eye
Distinctly marks each deep retreat,
And let me here thy presence meet.
My search let heavenly wisdom guide,
And still its sacred beams impart,
Till all be known and purified.
Vouchsafe mine ininost soul to cheer,
PSALM 4. 2d version. (c.M.)
The folly of the men of this world. v. 6.
Forgetful of their God,
“Or shew us any good ?”
Their restless wishes rove,
The idols of their love,
Their most intense pursuit;
There's poison in the fruit. 4 From this vain world, Lord, wean our love;
Set our affections right;
PSALM 6. (c. M.)
Rebuke us, gracious God!
We fall beneath thy rod.
2 Touchid by thy Spirit's quickening power,
Our load of guilt we feel;
Oh! let that Spirit heal.
Must we for ever mourn ?.
In pitying love return ?
And shew thy power to save:
Or praise Thee in the grave ? 5 Why should our souls distrust thy grace,
Or yield to blank despair ?
Psalm 8. (c. M.)
The wonders of creation and redemption.
Above the highest heaven!
Eternal praise be given.
The moon, which rules the night;
Those moving worlds of light; 3 Lord, what is man, that Thou shouldst love
His fallen nature so ?
To dwell with man below?
4 O Lord ! low glorious is thy name,
Above the highest heaven!
Psalm 9. (c.m.)
High on his throne above :
In righteousness and love. 2 The saints who know their Saviour's name,
And taste his pard’ning grace,
And see Him face to face.
Must feel his vengeful rod;
And all who fear not God.
Let careless sinners fear;
PSALM 17. (L. M.) The Christian's prospects, and the world's vanity.' v. 8. 15. 1 All, all is vanity below,
An airy dream, an empty show:
Lord ! 'tis enough that we are thine.
Shield us beneath thy heavenly wings;
Keep us with thine all-seeing eye,
And save us when our foes draw nigh. 3 Soon may we see thy blissful 'face,
Redeemd by blood, and sav'd by grace;
We shall be near, and like our God.
Till the last trumpet's joyful sound; Then burst its cliains with glad surprise, And in thy perfect image rise.
Psalm 18. (C.M.) God a consuming fire to his enemies.' v. 8, scó 1 The Lord descended from above,
And bow'd the heavens most high; Aud underneath his feet He casi
The darkness of the sky.
When kindled was his ire;
Of hot consuming fire.
Full royally he rode,
Came flying all abroad.
When earth and seas decay,
And find the Lord my stay.