10 Thy mercy, Lord, which has so oft
From danger set me free,

Shall crown my wishes, and subdue
My haughty foes to me.

11 Destroy them not, O Lord, at once;
Restrain thy vengeful blow;

Lest we, ungratefully, too soon
Forget their overthrow.

Disperse them through the nations round
By thy avenging power;

Do thou bring down their haughty pride,
O Lord, our Shield and Tower;—
12 Now, in the height of all their hopes,
Their arrogance chastise,

Whose tongues have sinned without restraint,
And curses joined with lies.

13 Nor shalt thou, whilst their race endures,
Thine anger, Lord, suppress,

That distant lands, by their just doom,
May Israel's God confess.

14 At evening let them still persist,
Like growling dogs, to meet,
Still wander all the city round,
And traverse every street.

15 Then, as for malice now they do,
For hunger let them stray,
And yell their vain complaints aloud,
Defeated of their prey;-

16 Whilst early I thy mercy sing,
Thy wondrous power confess;
For thou hast been my sure Defence,
My Refuge in distress.

17 To thee, with never-ceasing praise,
O God, my Strength, I'll sing;
Thou art my God, the Rock from whence
My health and safety spring.

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PSALM 60.

GOD, who hast our troops dispersed,
Forsaking those who left thee first,

As we thy just displeasure mourn,
To us, in mercy, Lord, return.

2 Our strength, that firm as earth did stand, Is rent by thy avenging hand;

O! heal the breaches thou hast made; We shake, we fall, without thy aid! 3 Our folly's sad effects we feel,

For, drunk with discord's cup, we reel; 4 But now, for them who thee revered, Thou hast thy truth's bright banner reared. 5 Let thy right hand thy saints protect; Lord, hear the prayers that we direct ; 6 The holy God has spoke, and I, O'erjoyed, on his firm word rely :To thee in portions I'll divide Fair Sichem's soil, Samaria's pride; To Sichem, Succoth next I'll join, And measure out her vale by line. 7 Manasseh, Gilead, both subscribe To my commands, with Ephraim's tribe ; Ephraim by arms supports my cause, And Judah by religious laws.

8 Moab my slave and drudge shall be, Nor Edom from my yoke get free; Proud Palestine's imperious state Shall humbly on our triumph wait. 9 But who shall quell these mighty powers, And clear my way to Edom's towers? Or through her guarded frontiers tread. The path that doth to conquest lead?— 10 Ev'n thou, O God, who hast dispersed Our troops (for we forsook thee first ;) Those whom thou didst in wrath forsake, Atoned, thou wilt victorious make.

11 Do thou our fainting cause sustain, For human succours are but vain ;

12 Fresh strength and courage God bestows; 'Tis he treads down our proudest foes.

PSALM 61.

ORD, hear my cry, regard my prayer,
Which I, oppressed with grief,

2 From earth's remotest part address
To thee for kind relief.

O! lodge me safe beyond the reach
Of persecuting power,

3 Thou, who so oft from spiteful foes
Hast been my sheltering Tower.

4 So shall I in thy sacred courts
Secure from danger lie;

Beneath the covert of thy wings,
All future storms defy.

5 In sign my vows are heard, once more
I o'er thy chosen reign;

6 O! bless with long and prosperous life The king thou didst ordain.

7 Confirm his throne, and make his reign Accepted in thy sight,

And let thy truth and mercy both

In his defence unite.

8 So shall I ever sing thy praise,
Thy name for ever bless,
Devote my prosperous days to pay
The vows of my distress.

PSALM 62.

1, 2 MY soul for help on God relies;

From him alone my safety flows;

My Rock, my Health, that strength supplies
To bear the shock of all my foes.

3 How long will ye contrive my fall,

Which will but hasten on your own?
You'll totter like a bending wall,

Or fence of uncemented stone.

4 To make my envied honours less,

They strive with lies, their chief delight; For they, though with their mouths they bless, In private curse with inward spite.

5, 6 But thou, my soul, on God rely;

On him alone thy trust repose;

My Rock and Health will strength supply
To bear the shock of all my foes.

7 God does his saving health dispense,
And flowing blessings daily send;
He is my Fortress and Defence;
On him my soul shall still depend.

8 In him, ye people, always trust; Before his throne pour out your hearts; For God, the merciful and just, His timely aid to us imparts. 9 The vulgar fickle are and frail;

The great dissemble and betray; And, laid in truth's impartial scale, The lightest things will both outweigh. 10 Then trust not in oppressive ways; By spoil and rapine grow not vain; Nor let your hearts, if wealth increase, Be set too much upon your gain. 11 For God has oft his will expressed, And I this truth have fully known,To be of boundless power possessed, Belongs, of right, to God alone. 12 Though mercy is his darling grace, In which he chiefly takes delight, Yet will he all the human race According to their works requite. PSALM 63.

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GOD, my gracious God, to thee
My morning prayers shall offered be;
For thee my thirsty soul does pant:
My fainting flesh implores thy grace
Within this dry and barren place,

Where I refreshing waters want. 2 O! to my longing eyes, once more, That view of glorious power restore, Which thy majestic house displays; 3 Because to me thy wondrous love Than life itself does dearer prove, My lips shall always speak thy praise.

4 My life, while I that life enjoy, In blessing God I will employ;

With lifted hands adore his name: 5 My soul's content shall be as great As theirs who choicest dainties eat, While I with joy his praise proclaim. 6 When down I lie, sweet sleep to find, Thou, Lord, art present to my mind, And when I wake in dead of night;

7 Because thou still dost succour bring,
Beneath the shadow of thy wing,
I rest with safety and delight.

8 My soul, when foes would me devour, Cleaves fast to thee, whose matchless power In her support is daily shown:

9 But those the righteous Lord shall slay, That my destruction wish; and they That seek my life shall lose their own. 10 They by untimely ends shall die, Their flesh a prey to foxes lie;

But God shall fill the king with joy : 11 Who thee confess shall still rejoice; Whilst the false tongue, and lying voice, Thou, Lord, shalt silence and destroy.

PSALM 64.

LORD, hear the voice of my complaint;
To my request give ear;
Preserve my life from cruel foes,

And free my soul from fear.

2 O! hide me, with thy tenderest care,
In some secure retreat,
From sinners that against me rise,
And all their plots defeat.

3 See how, intent to work my harm,

They whet their tongues like swords,
And bend their bows to shoot their darts,
Sharp lies, and bitter words.

4 Lurking in private, at the just
They take their secret aim,
And suddenly at him they shoot,
Quite void of fear and shame.

5 To carry on their ill designs
They mutually agree;

They speak of laying private snares,
And think that none shall see.

6 With utmost diligence and care
Their wicked plots they lay;
The deep designs of all their hearts
Are only to betray.