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Tis time for innocence to fly from such deceitful arts. 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?

6 Snares, fire, and brimstone, on their heads 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 his 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 confound 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 droзsy mixture free.
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.

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,

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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,

PSALM 14.

URE wicked fools must needs suppos that God is nothing but a name; Corrupt and lewd their practice grows; no breast is warm'd with holy fame. 2 The Lord look'd down from Heaven's high tower,

and all the sons of men did view, To see if any own'd his power; if any truth or justice knew, 8 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 pursues 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 moves;
Whose generous tongue disdains to speak
the thing his heart disproves.
3 Who never did a slauder 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.

2 As in thy sight I am approved,

so let my sentence be;

And with impartial eyes, O Lord, my upright dealing see.

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, aione
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 from their oppressor's rage.

PART II.

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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.

S 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.
6 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.

10 Thou, Lord, when I resigr my breath,
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.

my just plea and sad complaint
righteous Lord';

To attend,

And to my prayer, as 'tis unfeign'd,
gracions car afford.

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 bow'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,
deliver thou my soul:

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 partaki
their substance while they live;
Their hers survive, to whom they may
the vast remainder give.

16 But I, in uprightness, thy face
shall view without control;
And, waking, shall its image find
reflected in my soul

PSALM 18.

change shall ever

17 God his resistless power employ'd
my
attempts break;

Nyffection, Lord, to thee; Who else with fuse had soon destroy d

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.
8 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, with seas of sorrow compass'd round, With dire infernal pangs oppress'd.

in death's unwieldy fetters bound;
6 To heaven I made my mournful 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 realm of light, whilst heaven how'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 conspired,

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 thundering 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
which fiercely raged that dreadful day.
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.

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 ine 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 sight,

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.

25, 26 Thou suit'st, O Lord, thy righteous ways

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 thy purity shall see: Such as perversely choose to

go, shall meet with due returns from thee. 27, 28 That he the humble soul will save, and crush the haughty's boasted might, In me 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,
34 Lessons of war from him I take,
and nimbly climb the steepest hills.

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." $7 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 armus. 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

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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.

PART II.

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

PSALM 20.

Tnd bear thee in distress;
HE Lord to thy request attend,
The name of Jacob's God defend,
and grant thy arms success:
2 To aid thee from on high repair,
and strength from Sion give;
3 Remember all thy offerings there,
thy sacrifice receive:

4 To compass thy own heart's desire,
thy counsels still direct;
Make kindly all events conspire
to bring them to effect.

5 To thy salvation, Lord, for aid
we cheerfully repair,

With banners in thy name display'd;
"the Lord accept thy prayer."

6 Our hopes are fix'd, that now the Lord,
our sovereign, will defend;
From heaven resistless aid afford,
and to his prayer attend.

7 Some trust in steeds for war design'd;
on chariots some rely;
Against them all we'll call to mind
the power of God most high.

8 But from their steeds and chariots thrown,
behold them through the plain,
Disorder'd, broke, and trampled down,
whilst firm our troops remain.
9 Still save us, Lord, and still proceed
our rightful cause to bless;
Hear, King of heaven, in times of need,
the prayers that we address.

PSALM 21.

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THE king, O Lord, with songs of praise
shall in thy strength rejoice;
With thy salvation crown'd, shall raise
to heaven his cheerful voice.
2 For thou, whate'er his lips request,
not only dost impart

But hast, with thy acceptance, blest
the wishes of his heart.
8 Thy goodness and thy tender care
have all his hopes outgone;
A crown of gold thou mad'st him wear,
and sett'st it firmly on.

4 He pray'd for life; and thou, O Lord,
didst to his prayer attend,
And graciously to him afford

a life that ne'er shall end.

5 Thy sure defence through nations round
has spread his glorious name;
And his successful actions crown'd
with majesty and fame.

6 Eternal blessings thou bestow'st,
and makest his joys increase;

Whilst thou to him unclouded show'st the brightness of thy face.

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His mercy still supports his throne,
and all his wants supplies.

8 But, righteous Lord, thy stubborn foes shall feel thy heavy hand;

Thy vengeful arm shall find out those
that hate thy mild command.

9 When thou against thein dost engage,
thy just but dreadful doom
Shall, like a glowing oven's rage,
their hopes and them consume.
10 Nor shall thy furious anger cease,
or with their ruin end;

But root out all their guilty race,

and to their seed extend.

11 For all their thoughts were set on ill, their hearts on malice bent;

But thou with watchful care didst still
the ill effects prevent.

12 While they their swift retreat shall make
to 'scape thy dreadful might,
Thy swifter arrows shall o'ertake,

and gall them in their flight.

13 Thus, Lord, thy wondrous strength disclose,

and thus exalt thy fame; Whilst we glad songs of praise compose to thy Almighty name.

PSALM 22.

MY God, my God, why leav'st thou me

when I with anguish faint?

O! why so far from me removed
and from my loud complaint?
2 All day, but all the day unheard,
to thee do I complain;
With cries implore relief all night,
but cry all night in vain.

3 Yet thou art still the righteous Judge
of innocence oppressed;
And therefore Israel's praises are
of right to thee addressed.
4, 5 On thee our ancestors rely'd,
and thy deliverance found;
With pious confidence they pray'd,
and with success were crown'd.
6 But I am treated like a worm;
like none of human birth;
Not only by the great reviled,

but made the rabtle's mirth.
7 With laughter all the gazing crowd
my agonies survey;

They shoot the lip, they shake the head.
and thus deriding say:

8 "In God he trusted, boasting oft
"that he was heaven's delight;

"Let God come down to save him now,
"and own his favourite."

PART II.

9 Theu mad'st my teeming mother's womb
a living offspring hear;

When but a suckling at the breast,
I was thy early care.

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