4 The Lord hath both a temple here,

and righteous throne above;

Where he surveys the sons of men,

aud how their councils move.

5 If God the righteous, whom he loves,

for trial does correct,

What must the sons of violence,

whom he abhors, expect?

And suddenly, or I shall sleep
in everlasting night.

4 Restore me, lest they proudly boast
'twas their own strength o'ercame;

Permit not them that vex my soul

to triumph in my shame.

5 Since I have always placed my trust

beneath thy mercy's wing,

Thy saving health will come; and then my heart with joy shall spring.

6 Snares, fire, and brimstone, on their heads 6 Then shall my song, with praise inspired,

shall in one tempest shower;

This dreadful mixture his revenge

into their cup shall pour.

7 The righteous Lord will righteous deeds

with signal favour grace,

And to the upright man disclose

the brightness of bis face.

PSALM 12.

SINCE godly

men decay, O Lord,

do thou my cause defend; For scarce these wretched times afford

one just and faithfui friend. 2 One neighbour now can scarce believe what t'other does impart; With flattering lips they all deceive, and with a double heart.

8 But lips that with deceit abound

can never prosper long;
God's righteous vengeance will coufound
the proud blaspheming tongue.
4 In vain those foolish boasters say,
"Our tongues are sure our own;
With doubtful words we'll still betray,
" and be controll'd by none."

5 For God, who hears the suffering poor,
and their oppression knows,
Will soon arise and give them rest,
in spite of all their foes.
6 The word of God shall still abide,
and void of falsehood be,
As is the silver, seven times try'd,
from drossy mixture frec.
7 The promise of his aiding grace
shall reach its purposed end;
His servants from this faithless race
he ever shall defend.

Then shall the wicked be perplex'd,
nor know which way to fly;

When those whom they despised and vex'd,
shall be advanced on high.
PSALM 13.

H

OW long wilt thou forget me, Lord?
must I for ever mourn?

How long wilt thou withdraw from me,
oh! never to return?

2 How long shall anxious thoughts my soul, and grief my heart oppress?

How long my enemies insult, and I have no redress?

8 Oh! hear, and to my longing eyes

restore thy wonted light,

to thee my God ascend,

Who to thy servant in distress

PSALM 14.

such bounty didst extend.

SURE wicked fools must needs suppose

nothing but a name; Corrupt and lewd their practice grows; no breast is warm'd with holy flame. 2 The Lord look'd down from Heaven'

high tower,

and all the sons of men did view,

To see if any own'd his power;
if any truth or justice knew,
3 But all, he saw, were gone aside,
all were degenerate grown and base;
None took religion for their guide,
not one of all the sinful race.
4 But can these workers of deceit
be all so dull and senseless grown,
That they, like bread, my people eat,
and God's almighty power disown?
5 How will they tremble then for fear,
when his just wrath shall them o'ertake
For to the righteous, God is near,
and never will their cause forsake.
6 Ill men, in vain, with scorn expose
those methods which the good pursue,
Since God a refuge is for those
whom his just eyes with favour view.
7 Would he his saving power employ
to break his people's servile band,

Then shouts of universal joy

should loudly echo through the land. PSALM 15.

LORD, who's the happy man that may

to thy blest courts repair, Not stranger-like, to visit them, but te inhabit there?

2 Tis he, whose every thought and decd
by rules of virtue imoves;

Whose generous tongue disdains to speak
the thing his heart disproves.
3 Who never did a slander forge.
his neighbour's fame to wound;

Nor hearken to a false report,
by malice whisper'd round.
4 Who vice, in all its pomp and power,
can treat with just neglect;
And piety, though clothed in rags,
religiously respect.

6 Who to his plighted vows and trust has ever firmly stood;

And though he promise to his loss, he makes his promise good.

6 Whose soul in usury disdains

his treasure to employ;

Whom no rewards can ever bribe

the guiltless to destroy.

7 The man, who by his steady course

has happiness insured,

When earth's foundation shakes, shall stand,

by providence secured. PSALM 16.

PROTECT me from my cruel foes,

and shield me, Lord, from harm;

Because my trust I still repose
on thy Almighty arm.

2 My soul all help but thine does slight,
all gods but thee disown;
Yet can no deeds of mine requite

the goodness thou hast shown.
3 But those that strictly virtuous are,
and love the thing that's right,

To favour always, and prefer, shall be my chief delight.

4 How shall their sorrows be increased,

whe other gods adore!

Their bloody offerings I detest, their very names abhor.

& My lot is fall'n in that blest land
where God is truly known;

He fills my cup with liberal hand,
'tis he supports my throne.
6 In nature's most delightful scene
my happy portion lies;
The place of my appointed reign
all other lands outvies.

7 Therefore my soul shall bless the Lord,
whose precepts give me light;

And private counsel still afford in sorrow's dismal night.

8 I strive each action to approve

to his all-seeing eye;

No danger shall my hopes remove,

because he still is nigh.

9 Therefore my heart all grief defies,

my glory does rejoice;

My flesh shall rest, in hope to rise,

waked by his powerful voice.

3 For thou hast search'd my heart by day.

and visited by night;

And, on the strictest trial, found

its secret motions right.
Nor shall thy justice, Lord, alone
my heart's designs acquit;
For I have purposed that my tongue
shall no offence commit.

4 I know what wicked men would do,
their safety to maintain;
But me thy just and mild commands
from bloody paths restrain.

5 That I may still, in spite of wrongs,
my innocence secure,

O guide me in thy righteous ways,
and make my footsteps sure.

6 Since, heretofore, I ne'er in vain
to thee my prayer address'd;

O! now, my God, incline thine ear
to this my just request.

7 The wonders of thy truth and love
in my defence engage;

Thou, whose right hand preserves thy saints

fronr their oppressor's rage.

PART II.

8,90! keep me in thy tenderest care;
thy sheltering wings stretch out,
To guard me safe from savage foes,
that compass me about:

10 O'ergrown with luxury, enclosed
in their own fat they lie;
And, with a proud blaspheming mouth,
both God and man defy.

11 Well may they boast, for they have now
my paths encompass'd round;
Their eyes at watch, their bodies how'd,
and couching on the ground;

12 In posture of a lion set,

when greedy of his prey; Or a young lion, when he lurks

within a covert way.

18 Arise, O Lord, defeat their plots,

their swelling rage control;

From wicked men, who are thy sword,

10 Thou, Lord, when I resigr my breath, deliver thou my soul:

my soul from hell shalt free;

Nor let thy Holy One in death

the least corruption see.

11 Thou shalt the paths of life display,

which to thy presence lead;

Where pleasures dwell without allay,
and joys that never fade.
PSALM 17.

14 From worldly men, thy sharpest scourge,

whose portion's here below;

Who, fill'd with earthly stores, aspire

no other bliss to know.

15 Their race is numerous, that partake
their substance while they live;
Their hears survive, to whom they may
the vast remainder give.
16 But 1, in uprightness, thy face
shall view without control;
And, waking, shall its image find
reflected in my soul

PSALM 18.

N° TO change of time shall ever shock
my firm affection, Lord, to thee;
For thou hast always been my rock,
a fortress and defence to me.
Thou, my deliverer art, my God;
my trust is in thy mighty power;
Thou art my shield from foes abroad,
at home my safeguard and my tower.
3 To thee I will address my prayer,
to whom all praise we justly owe;
So shall I, by thy watchful care,

be guarded from my treacherous foe. 4, 5 By floods of wicked men distress'd, witin seas of sorrow compass'd round, With dire infernal pangs oppress'd.

in death's unwieldy fetters bound; 6 To heaven I made my meurnful prayer, to God address'd my humble moan; Who graciously inclined his ear,

and heard me from his lofty throne.
PART II.

7 When God arose my part to take,
the conscious earth was struck with fear;
The hilis did at his presence shake,
nor could his dreadful fury bear.
8 Thick clouds of smoke dispersed abroad,
ensigns of wrath before him came;
Devouring fire around him glow'd,

that coals were kindled at its flame.
9 He left the beauteous realms of light,
whilst heaven bow'd down its awful head;
Beneath his feet substantial night
was like a sable carpet spread.
10 The chariot of the King of kings,
which active troops of angels drew,
On a strong tempest's rapid wings,
with most amazing swiftness flew.
11, 12 Black watery mists and clouds con-

spired,

with thickest shades his face to veil; But at his brightness soon retired,

and fell in showers of fire and hail. 13 Through heaven's wide arch a thun

dering peal

God's angry voice did loudly roar;
While earth's sad face with heaps of hail
and flakes of fire was covered o'er.
14 His sharpen'd arrows round he threw,
which made his scatter'd foes retreat;

Like darts his nimble lightnings flew,
and quickly finished their defeat.
15 The deep its secret stores disclosed,
the world's foundations naked lay;

By his avenging wrath exposed,

17 God his resistless power employ'd
my strongest foes' attempts to break;
Who else with ease had soon destroy'd
the weak defence that I could make.
18 Their subtle rage had near prevail'd,
when I distress'd and friendless lay;
But still, when other succours fail'd,
God was my firm support and stay.
19 From dangers that enclosed me round,
he brought me forth and set me free;
For some just cause his goodness found,
that moved him to delight in me.
20 Because in me no guilt remains,

God does his gracious help extend;
My hands are free from bloody stains;
therefore the Lord is still my friend.
21, 22 For I his judgments keep in sight,
in his just paths I always trod;
I never did his statutes singht,

nor loosely wander'd from my God. 23, 24 But still my soul, sincere and pure did even from darling sins refrain; His favours therefore yet endure,

because my heart and hands are clean. PART IV.

ways

25, 26 Thou suit'st, O Lord, thy righteous
to various paths of human-kind,
They who for mercy merit praise,
with thee shall wondrous mercy find.
Thou to the just shalt justice show;
the pure the purity shall see:
Such as perversely choose to go,

shall meet with due returns fi om thee.
27, 28 That he the humble soul will save,
and crush the haughty's boasted might,
In ine the Lord an instance gave,
whose darkness he has turn'd to light.
29 On his firm succour, I rely'd,

and did o'er numerous foes prevail; Nor fear'd, whilst he was on my side, the best defended walls to scale. 30 For God's design shall still succeed, his word will bear the utmost test; He's a strong shield to all that need, and on his sure protection rest. 31 Who then deserves to be adored, but God, on whom my hopes depend? Or who, except the mighty Lord, can with resistless power defend?

PART V.

32, S3 Tis God that girds my armour on,
and all my just designs fulfils;
Through him my feet can swiftly run,
and nimbly climb the steepest hills.

which fiercely raged that dreadful day. 34 Lessons of war from him I take,

PART III. 16 The Lord did on my side engage; from heaven, his throne, my cause upheld; And snatch'd me from the furious rage of threatening waves, that proudly swell'd.

and manly weapons learn to wield; Strong bows of steel with ease I break, forced by my stronger arms to yield. 35 The buckler of his saving health protects me from assaulting foes;

His hand sustains me still; my wealth
and greatness from his bounty flows.
36 My goings he enlarged abroad,
till then to narrow paths confined;
And, when in slippery ways I trod,
the method of my steps design'd.
37 Through him I numerous hosts defeat,
and flying squadrons captive take;
Nor from my fierce pursuit retreat,

till I a final conquest make.

38 Cover'd with wounds, in vain they try
their vanquish'd heads again to rear;
Spite of their boasted strength, they lie
beneath my feet, and grovel there.
39 God, when fresh armies take the field,
recruits my strength, my courage warms;

He makes my strong opposers yield,
subdued by my prevailing arms.

40 Through him the necks of prostrate foes my conquering feet in triumph press; Aided by him, I root out those

who hate and envy my success.

"His mercy evermore extends

"to David and his promised race."

PSALM 19.

THE THE heavens declare thy glory, Lord,
which that alone can fill;
The firmament and stars express
their great Creator's skill.
2 The dawn of each returning day
fresh beams of knowledge brings;
And from the dark returns of night
divine instruction springs.

3 Their powerful language to no realm
or region is confined;
'Tis nature's voice, and understood

alike by all mankind.

4 Their doctrine does its sacred sense
through earth's extent display;
Whose bright contents the circling sun
does round the world convey.
5 No bridegroom on his nuptial day
has such a cheerful face;

41 With loud complaints all friends they No giant does like him rejoice

try'd;

but none was able to defend;

At length to God for help they cry'd;
but God would no assistance lend.
42 Like flying dust, which winds pursue,
their broken troops I scatter'd round;
Their slaughter'd bodies forth I threw,

ke loathsome dirt, that clogs the ground.

PART VI.

43 Our factious tribes, at strife till now, by God's appointment me obey; The heathen to my sceptre bow,

and foreign nations own my sway. 44 Remotest realms their homage send, when my successful name they hear;

Strangers for my commands attend, charm'd with respect, or awed by fear. 45 All to my summons tamely yield, or soon in battle are dismay'd; For stronger holds they quit the field, and still in strongest holds afraid. 46 Let the eternal Lord be praised, the rock on whose defence I rest! To highest heavens his name he raised, who me with his salvation blest! 47 'Tis God that still supports my right; his just revenge my foes pursues; Tis he, that, with resistless might,

fierce nations to my yoke subdues. 48 My universal safeguard he! from whom my lasting honours flow; He made me great, and set me free from my remorseless bloody foe. 49 Therefore, to celebrate his fame, my grateful voice to heaven I'll raise; And nations, strangers to his name,

shall thus be taught to sing his praise: 50 "God to his king deliverance sends; "shows his anointed signal grace;

to run his glorious race.

6 From east to west, from west to east,
his restless course he goes;
And, through his progress, cheerful light
and vital warmth bestows.

7 God's perfect law converts the soul; reclaims from false desires; With sacred wisdom his sure word the ignorant inspires. 8 The statutes of the Lord are just, and bring sincere delight; His pure commands in search of truth assist the feeblest sight. 19 His perfect worship here is fix'd, on sure foundations laid; His equal laws are in the scales of truth and justice weigh'd; 10 Of more esteem than golden mines, or gold refined with skill; More sweet than honey, or the drops that from the comb distil. 11 My trusty counsellors they are, and friendly warnings give; Divine rewards attend on those who by thy precepts live.

12 But what frail man observes how oft
he does from virtue fall?

O cleanse me from my secret faults,
thou God that know'st them all!
13 Let no presumptuous sin, O Lord,
dominion have o'er me;
That, by thy grace preserved, I may
the great transgression flce.
14 So shall my prayer and praises be
with thy acceptance blest;
And I secure on thy defence,

my strength and Saviour, rest

5 Thy sure defence through nations round They shoot the lip, they shake the head.