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OLORD, thou art my righteous Judge,
To my complaint give ear:
Thou still redeem'st me from distress;
Have mercy, Lord, and hear.

2 How long will ye, 0 sons of men,"
To blot my fame devise?

Bow long your vain designs pursue,
And spread malicious lies?

3 Consider that the righteous man
Is God's peculiar choice;

And when to him I make my pray'r,
He always hears my voice.

4 Then staitd in awe of Wis commands.
Flee ev-ry thing that's ill,

Commune hi private with your hearts,

And bend them to his wilt 6 The place ol other sacrifice

.Let righteousness supply;
Anil let your hope, securely fix'd,

On God rflonc rely.

6 While woridly minds impatient grow More prosp'rous times to see;

fltill let the glnrie;. of thy face Shine brightly, Lord, on me.

7 So shall my heart o'erflow with joy,
More lasting and more true I

Than theirs, who stores of corn and wine
Successively renew.

8 Then down in peace I'll lay my head,
And taue my needful rest;

No other guard, 0 Lord, I crave,
Of thy defence possess'd.


LORD, hear the voiceof my complaint,
Accept my secret prayer;
2 To thee alone, my, my God,
Will f for help repair.

5 Thou in the morn my voice shalt hear,
And with the dawning day

Xo thee devoutly I'll look up,
To thee devoutly pray.

4 For thou the wrongs that I sustain
Can*st never, Lord, approve,

Who from thy sacred dwelling-place
All evil dost remove.

5 Not long shall stubhorn fools remain
Un punish'd in thy view;

All such as act unrighteous things
Thy vengeance shall pursue.

6 The slandering tongue, O God of truth,
By thee shall be destroy'd,

Who hat'st alike the man in blood
And in deceit employ'd.

7 But when thy houndless crace shall me
To thy lov'd courts restore,

On liiee 111 fix my longing eyes,
And humbly thee adore.

8 Conduct me by thy righteous laws,
For watchful is my foe;

Therefore, 0 Lord, make plain the way
Wherein I ought to go.

3 Their mouth vents nothing but deceit;

Their heart is set on wrong; Their throat is a devouring grave; . They flatter with their tongue.

10 By their own counsels let them fall,
Oppress'd with loads of sin;

For they against thy righteous laws
Have harden'd rebels been.

11 But let ail those who trust in thee,
With shouts their joy proclaim;

Let them rejoice whom thon preserVrt,
And all that love thy name-

12 To righteous men. the righteous Lord
His blessing will extend,

And with his favour all his saints,
As with a shield, defend.

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THY dreadful anger. Lord, restrain.
And spare a wretch forlorn;
Correct me not in thy fierce wrath,
Too heavy to be horne.

2 Have mercy, Lord; for I grow faint
Unable to'endure

The anguish of my aching hones,
Which thou alone canst cure.

3 My tortur'd flesh distracts my miod,
And fills my soul with grief;

But, Lord, how long wilt thou delay
To grant me thy relief?

4 Thy wonted goodness, Lord, repeat,
And ease my troubled soul j

Lord, for thy wondrous mercy's sake,
Vouchsafe to make me whole.

5 For after death no more can I
Thy glorious acts proclaim,

No prisoner of the silent grave
Can magnify thy name.

6 Quite tir'd witn pain, with groaning

No hope of ease I see;
The night, that quiets common grieis,
Is spent in tears hy me.

7 My beauty fades, my sight grows dim,
My eyes with weakness close;

Old age o'ertaites me, whilst I think
On my insulting foes.

8 Depart, ye wiched; in my wrong s
Ye shall no more rejoice;

For God, I find, accepts my tears,

And listens to my voice.
9,10 He hears, and grants my humble

And they that wish my fall,
Shall Mush and rage to see that God

Protects me from them all.


OLORD my God, since I have nUtf
My trust alone in thee,
From all my persecutors' rage
Do thou deliver me.

J T© save me from my threat'ning foe,

Lord, interpose thy power; Lest, like a"savage Hon, he

My helpless soul devour. 3, 4 If I am guilty, or did e'er

Against his peace comblne j Kay, if I had not spared his lite,

Who sought unjustly mini: -,

5 Let then to persecuting foes
My soul become a prey;

Let them to earth tread down my life,
In dust my honour lay.

6 Arise, and let thine anger, Lord,
In my defence engagej

Exalt thyself ahove my foes,

And their insulting rage: Asakc, awake, in my behalf,

The judgment to dispense, Which thou hast righteously ordain'd . For injur'd innocence.

7 So to thv throne, adoring crowds Shall still for justice fly:

Oh ! therefore, for their sake, resume

Thy judgment-seat on high. 6 Impartial judge of all the world,

I trust my cause to thee; According to my just deserts,

So let thy sentence be.
9 Let wicked arts nnd wicked men

Together be o'erthrown;
Birt guard the just, thou God, to whom

The hearts of hoth are known.
10,11 God me protects, not only me,

But all of upright heart;
And dailv lays up wrath for those

Who from his laws depart.

12 If they persist, he whets his sword, His how stands ready bent;

13 Ev'n now, with swift destruction

wing'd. His pointed shafts are sent.

14 The plots are fruitless which my foe Unjustly did conceive;

15 The pit he digg'd for me, has prov'd His own untimely grave.

16 On his own head his spite returns,
Whilst I from harm am free;

On him the violence is fall'n,
Which he desigu'd for me.

17 Therefore will I the righteous ways
Of providence proclaim;

I'll sing the praise of God most high,
And celebrate his name.


OTHOU, to whom all creatures how
Within this earthly frame,
Through all the world how great art
How glorious is thy name \
In heaven thv wondrous acts are sung.
>"orfullv reckon'd there;

2 And yet thou mak'st the infant tongue

Thy houndless praise declare. Through thee the weak confound the strong,

And crush their haughty foes;
And so thou qnell'st the wicked throng

That thee nnd thine oppose,
i When heaven, thy beauteous work on

Employs my wond'ring sight;
The moon, that nightly rules the sky,

With stars of feebler light:

4 What's man, say I, that, Lord, thou

To keep him in thy mind?
Or what his offspring, that thou prov'st
To them so wondrous kind?

5 Him next in now'r thou didst create
To thy celestial train;

C Ordain'd, with dignity and state,
O'er all thy works to reign.

7 They jointly own his powerful sway;
The hoasts that prey or graze;

8 The blrd that wings its airy way; The fish that cuts the seas.

9 O Thou, to whom all creatures how
Within this earthly frame,

Through all the world how great art
How glorious is thy name!


TO celebrate thy praise, O Lord,
I will my heart prepare;
To all the list'ning world, thy works,
Thy wondrous works declare.

2 The thought of them shall to my sou!
Exalted pleas*res bring;

Whilst to thy name, O thou Most High,
Triumphant praise I sing.

3 Thou mad'st my haughty foes to turn
Their hacks in shametul flight:

Struck with thy presence, down they fell,
They perish'd at thy sight

4 Against insulting foes advane'd,
Thou didst my cause maintain;

My right asserting from thy throne,
Where truth and justice reign.

5 The insolence of heathen pride
Thou hast redue'd to shame;

Their wicked offspring quite destroy'd
And blotted out their name.

6 Mistaken foes, your haughty threats
Are to a period come;

Our city stands, which you design'd

To make our common tomb.
7, 8 The Lord for ever lives, who has

His righteous throne prepar'd,
Impartial justice to dispense,

To punish or reward.
9 God is a constant suro defence

Against opprce'in^ ragei

As troubles rise, his needful aids
In our behalf engage.

10 All those who have his goodness

prov'd ,

Will in his truth confide;
Whose mercy ne'er forsook the man
That on his help rely'd.

11 Sing praises therefore to the Lord,
From Sion, his ahode;

Proclaim bls deeds, till all the world'
Confess no other God.


12 When he inquiry makes for blood, He'll call the poor to mind:

The injur'd humble man's complaint
Relief from him shall find.

13 Take pity on my troubles, Lord,
Which spiteful foes create,

Thou that hast rescu'd me so oft
From death's devouring gate.

14 In Sion then 111 sing thy praise,
To all that love thy name;

And, with loud shouts of grateful joy, Thy saving power proclaim.

15 Deep in the pit they digg'd for me, The heathen pride is laid; ,

Their sruilty feet to their own snare
Are heedlessly betray'd.

16 Thus, hy the just returns he makes, The mighty Lord is known;

While wicked men hy their own plots, Are shamefully o'eflhrown.

17 No single sinner shall escape,
By privacy obscurM;

Nor nation, from his just revenge,
By numbers be secur'd.

18 His sufTring saints, when most dis

He ne'er forgets to aid;
Their expectations shall be crown'd,
Though for a time delay'd.

19 Arise, O Lord, assert thy power,
And let not man o'ercome;

Descend to judgment, and pronounce

The guilty heathen's doom. SO Stride terror through the nations round,

Till, hy consenting fear,
They to each other, and themselves,

But mortal men appear.


THY presence why withdraw'st thou, Lord?

Why hid'st thou now thy face* When dismal times of deep distress,

Call for thy wonted grace? £ The wicked, swell'd with lawless pride.

Have made the poor their prey; O let them fall by those designs

Which they for others lay. 3 For straight they triumph, if success

The*■ thriving crimes attend;

And sordid wretches, whom Sod hat**, Perversely thev commend.

4 To own a power ahove themselves, Their haughty pride disdains j

And therefore in their stubhorn mind No thought ot'Gcd remains.

5 Oppressive methods they pursue,
And all their foes they slight;

Because thy judgments unobserv'd,
Are far almve their sight.

6 They fondly think their prosp'row

state Shall unmolested be; They think their vain designs shall thrive, From all misfortunes free.

7 Vain and deceitful is their speech, With curses fill'd, and lies;

By which the mischief of their heart They study to disguise.

8 Near public roads they lie conceaVi And all their art employ,

The innocent and poor at once
To rifle and destroy.

9 Not lions, couching in their dens,
Surprise their heedless prey

With greater cunning, orexpress
More savage rage than they.

10 Sometimes they act the harmless mu. And modest looks they wear;

That so deceiv'd, the poor may less
Their sudden onset fear.


11 For God, they think, no notice takes Of their unrighteous deeds;

He never minds the sufF'ring poor,
Nor their oppression heeds.

12 But thou, O Lord, at length arise,
Stretch forth thy mighty arm;

And, hy the greatness of thy power,
Defend the poor from harm.

13 No longer let the wicked vaunt,
And, proudly hoasting, say,

1 Tush, God regards not what we do; 'He never will repay.'

14 But sure thou seest, and all their

Impartially dost try;
The orphan, therefore, and the poor,
On thee for aid rMy.

15 Defenceless let the wicked fall,
Of all their strength bereft;

Confound, O God, their dark designs,
Till no remains are left.

16 Assert thy just donunion, Lord,
Which shall for ever stand;

Thou who the heathen didst expel
From this thy chosen land.

17 Thou hear'st the bumble supplicant! That to thy throne repair;

Thou first prepar'st their hearts to pnty, And then accept'st their prayer.

18 Thou, in thy righteous judgment weigh'st

Thfcia^herless and poor; That so the tyrants of the earth

May persecute no more.


SINCE I have plac'd my trust in God,
A refuge always nigh,
Why should I, like a tim'rous hird,
To distant mountains fly?

2 Behold, the wicked hend their how, And ready fix their dart,

Lurking in amhush to destroy
The men of upright heart.

3 When once the firm assurance fails, Which puhlic faith imparts,

*Tistime for innocence to fly
From such deceitful arts.

4 The Lord hath hoth a temple here,
And righteous throne ahove;

Where he surveys the sons of men,
And how their councils move.

5 If God the righteous, whom he loves, For trial does correct,

What must the sons of violence,

Whom he ahhors, expect? $ Snares, fire, and hrimstone, 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 hrightness of his face. PSALM XII.

SINCE godly men decay, 0 Lord,
Do thou my cause defend;
For scarce these wretched times afford
One just and faithful friend.

2 One neighhour now can scarce helieve What t'other does impart j

With flatt'ring lips they all deceive,
And with a douhle heart.

3 But lips that with deceit ahound
Can never prosper long;

God's righteous vengeance will confound The proud hlaspheming tongue.

4 In vain those foolish hoasters say, 'Our tongues are sure our own; ^

With douhtful words well still hetray, 'And he controll'd hy none.*

5 ForGod, 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 ahide,
And void of falsehood he.

As" is the silver, seven times try'd,
From drossy mixture free.

7 The promise of his aiding grace
Shall reach its purpos'd end;

His servants from this faithless race
He ever shall defend.

8 Then shall the wicked he perplex'tf, Nor know which way to fly;

When those whom they despis'd and vex'd, Shall he advanc'd on high.


HOW 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 nsy

And grief my heart oppress?
How long my enemies insult,
And I nave no redress?

3 Oh ! hear, and to my longing eyes Restore thy wonted light,

And suddenly, or I shall sleep
In everlasting night.

4 Restore me, lest they proudly hoast Twas their own strength o'ercanie;

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.

Then shall my song, with praise inspired,

To thee, my God, ascend, Who to thy servant in distress

Such hounty didst extend.


SURE wicked fools must need suppose That God is nothing hut a name$ Corrupt and lewd their practice grows; No hreast is warm'd with holy flame.

2 The Lord look'd down from Heaven1*

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 degen'mte grown and hase} 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 hread, my people eat, And God's almighty power disown?

5 How will they tremhle then for fear, When his just wrath shall them o'ertake?

For to the righteous God is near,
And never will their cause forsake.

G 111 men, in vain, with scorn expose
Those methods which the good purine;

Since God a refuge is for those
Whom his just eyes with favour view.

7 Would he his savings power emploj'
To break his people's servile hand,

Then shouts of universal joy
Should loudly echo through the land.


LORD, who's the happy man that may
To thy best courts repair,
Not stranger-like, to visit them,
But to inhablt there'

2 'Tis he, whose every thought and deed
By rules of virtue moves;

Whose gen'rous tongue disdains to speak
The thing his heart disproves.

3 Who never did a slander forge.
His neighhour's fame to wound;

Nor hearken to a false report,

By malice whisper*d round.
A Who vice, in all its pomp and power,

Can treat with just neglect;
And piety, though cloth'd in rags,

Religiously respect
& 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 hy his steady course
■ Has happiness insur'd,

When earth's foundation shakes, shall
By providence secur'd.

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.

5 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 increas'd,

Who other gods adore! Their bloody off'rings I detest,

Their very names abhor.

6 My lot is fail'n in that blest land Where God is truly kntAVn;

He fills my cup with lib'ral hand,

Tis he supports my throne. 6 In nature's most delightful scene

My happy portion lies; t' The place of my appointed reign

All other lands outvies.

7 Therefore my soul shall bless die Lord,
Whose precepts give me light;

Ami 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,

Wak'd hy his pow'rful voice.
tO Thou, Lord, when I resign my breath,

My soul from hell shall 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 xvn.

TO my just plea and sad complaint,
Attend, O righteous Lord;
And to my prayer, as 'tis unfeign'd,
A gracious ear afford.

2 As in thy sight I am approv'd,
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 hy 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,

0 guide me in thy righteous wavs, And make my footsteps sure.

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

0! now, my God, incline thine ear To this my just request

7 The wonders of thy truth and love
In lay defence engage;

Thou, whose right hand preserves thy
From their oppressor's rage.


, 9 0! keep me in thy tend'rest care;

Thy sheltering wings stretch out, .To guard me safe from savage foes.

That compass me ahout: 10 O'ergrown with luxury, enclos'd

In their own fat they lie;

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