5 Not long shall stubborn fools remain All such as act unrighteous things 6 The slandering tongue, O God of truth, By thee shall be destroyed, Who hat'st alike the man in blood 7 But when thy boundless grace shall me 8 Conduct me by thy righteous laws; Therefore, O Lord, make plain the way 9 Their mouth vents nothing but deceit; 11 But let all those who trust in thee 12 To righteous men the righteous Lord 1 And with his favour all his saints, ΤΗ PSALM 6. HY dreadful anger, Lord, restrain, Correct me not in thy fierce wrath, 2 Have mercy, Lord; for I grow faint, The anguish of my aching bones, Which thou alone canst cure. 3 My tortured flesh distracts my mind, 4 Thy wonted goodness, Lord, repeat, 5 For, after death, no more can I 6 Quite tired with pain, with groaning faint, No hope of ease I see; The night, that quiets common griefs, 7 My beauty fades, my sight grows dim, 8 Depart, ye wicked; in my wrongs For God, I find, accepts my tears, 9, 10 He hears and grants my humble prayer 10 PSALM 7. LORD, my God, since I have placed From all my persecutors' rage Do thou deliver me. 2 To save me from my threatening foe. 3, 4 If I am guilty, or did e'er 5 Let, then, to persecuting foes Let them to earth tread down my life, 6 Arise, and let thine anger, Lord, Awake, awake, in my behalf 7 So to thy throne adoring crowds O! therefore, for their sake, resume 8 Impartial Judge of all the world, 9 Let wicked arts and wicked men But guard the just, thou God, to whom 10, 11 God me protects, not only me, And daily lays up wrath for those, 12 If they persist, he whets his sword, 13 Even now, with swift destruction winged, His pointed shafts are sent. 14 The plots are fruitless which my foe Unjustly did conceive; 15 The pit he digged for me has proved His own untimely grave. 16 On his own head his spite returns, On him the violence is fallen, 17 Therefore will I the righteous ways I'll sing the praise of God most high, PSALM 8. THOU, to whom all creatures bow In heaven thy wondrous acts are sung, 2 And yet thou mak'st the infant tongue Through thee the weak confound the strong, 3 When heaven, thy beauteous work on high, Employs my wondering sight; The moon, that nightly rules the sky, 4 What's man, say I, that, Lord, thou lov'st To keep him in thy mind? Or what his offspring, that thou prov'st 5 Him next in power thou didst create 6 Ordained, with dignity and state, O'er all thy works to reign. 7 They jointly own his powerful sway,— The beasts that prey or graze, 8 The bird that wings its airy way, The fish that cuts the seas. 9 0 thou, to whom all creatures bow Through all the world how great art thou! PSALM 9. 1 O celebrate thy praise, O Lord, To all the listening world thy works, 2 The thought of them shall to my soul Whilst to thy name, O thou Most High, 3 Thou mad'st my haughty foes to turn 4 Against insulting foes advanced, 6 Mistaken foes, your haughty threats Our city stands, which you designed 7, 8 The Lord for ever lives, who has 9 God is a constant, sure Defence As troubles rise, his needful aids 10 All those who have his goodness proved Whose mercy ne'er forsook the man 11 Sing praises, therefore, to the Lord, Proclaim his deeds, till all the world PART II. 12 When he inquiry makes for blood, |