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Look on my anguish and my pain,
How cruel is their hate ? Against my life they rise, and join
Their fury with deceit.
Nor put my hope to shame,
In my Redeemer's name.
To see thy face again ;
“ He fought the Lord in vain."
PSALM XXVI. Long Metre.
My faith upon thy promise stays,
Nor from thy law my feet depart. 2 I hate to walk, I hate to fit,
With men of vanity and lies ;
Are the abhorrence of mine eyes. 3 Amongst thy faints will I appear
With hands well wash'd in innocence ;
The blood of Christ is my defence. 4 I love thy habitation, Lord,
The temple where thine honours dwell ;
My heart reply'd without delay,
“ I'll seek my father's face.” 2 Let not thy face be hid from me,
Nor frown my soul away ; God of my life, I fly to thee
In a distressing day. 3 Should friends and kindred near and dear,
Leave me to want or die, My God would make my life his care,
And all my need supply. 4 My fainting flesh had dy'd with grief,
Had not my soul believ'd, 'To see thy grace provide relief;
Nor was my hope deceiv'd. 5 Wait on the Lord, ye trembling saints,
And keep your courage up;
And far exceed your hope.
Storm and thunder.
Give to the Lord renown and pow'r ; Ascribe due honours to his name,
And his eternal might adore.
Over the ocean and the land ;
And lightnings blaze at his command. 3 He speaks, and tempelt, hail, and wind,
Lay the wide forest bare around ;
2 But I forgot thine arm was strong,
Which made my mountain stand so long ; Soon as thy face began to hide,
My health was gone, my comforts dy'd. 3 I cry'd aloud to thee, my God,
« What canst thou profit by my blood ? “Deep in the dust, can I declare
“Thy truth, or fing thy goodness there? 4
“ Hear me, O God of grace, I said, « And bring me from among the dead :" Thy word rebuk'd the pains I felt,
Thy pard’ning love remov'd my guilt. s My groans, and tears, and forms of woe,
Are turn'd to joy and praises now;
And ease and gladness gird me round. 6 My tongue, the glory of my frame,
Shall ne'er be filent of thy name ;
For fickness heal'd, and fins forgiv'n. PSALM XXXI. ist Part. Com. Met.
Ver. 5,,13--19, 22, 23•
Deliverance from death.
My fpirit I commit;
And fav'd me from the pit.
Maintain'd a doubtful strife,
To take away my life.