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OLORD, thou art my righteous Judge,
2 How long will ye, 0 sons of men,"
Bow long your vain designs pursue,
3 Consider that the righteous man
And when to him I make my pray'r,
4 Then staitd in awe of Wis commands.
Commune hi private with your hearts,
And bend them to his wilt 6 The place ol other sacrifice
.Let righteousness supply;
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,
Than theirs, who stores of corn and wine
8 Then down in peace I'll lay my head,
No other guard, 0 Lord, I crave,
LORD, hear the voiceof my complaint,
5 Thou in the morn my voice shalt hear,
Xo thee devoutly I'll look up,
4 For thou the wrongs that I sustain
Who from thy sacred dwelling-place
5 Not long shall stubhorn fools remain
All such as act unrighteous things
6 The slandering tongue, O God of truth,
Who hat'st alike the man in blood
7 But when thy houndless crace shall me
On liiee 111 fix my longing eyes,
8 Conduct me by thy righteous laws,
Therefore, 0 Lord, make plain the way
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,
For they against thy righteous laws
11 But let ail those who trust in thee,
Let them rejoice whom thon preserVrt,
12 To righteous men. the righteous Lord
And with his favour all his saints,
THY dreadful anger. Lord, restrain.
2 Have mercy, Lord; for I grow faint
The anguish of my aching hones,
3 My tortur'd flesh distracts my miod,
But, Lord, how long wilt thou delay
4 Thy wonted goodness, Lord, repeat,
Lord, for thy wondrous mercy's sake,
5 For after death no more can I
No prisoner of the silent grave
6 Quite tir'd witn pain, with groaning
No hope of ease I see;
7 My beauty fades, my sight grows dim,
Old age o'ertaites me, whilst I think
8 Depart, ye wiched; in my wrong s
For God, I find, accepts my tears,
And listens to my voice.
And they that wish my fall,
Protects me from them all.
OLORD my God, since I have nUtf
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
Let them to earth tread down my life,
6 Arise, and let thine anger, Lord,
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.
Together be o'erthrown;
The hearts of hoth are known.
But all of upright heart;
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,
On him the violence is fall'n,
17 Therefore will I the righteous ways
I'll sing the praise of God most high,
OTHOU, to whom all creatures how
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;
That thee nnd thine oppose,
Employs my wond'ring sight;
With stars of feebler light:
4 What's man, say I, that, Lord, thou
To keep him in thy mind?
5 Him next in now'r thou didst create
C Ordain'd, with dignity and state,
7 They jointly own his powerful sway;
8 The blrd that wings its airy way; The fish that cuts the seas.
9 O Thou, to whom all creatures how
Through all the world how great art
TO celebrate thy praise, O Lord,
2 The thought of them shall to my sou!
Whilst to thy name, O thou Most High,
3 Thou mad'st my haughty foes to turn
Struck with thy presence, down they fell,
4 Against insulting foes advane'd,
My right asserting from thy throne,
5 The insolence of heathen pride
Their wicked offspring quite destroy'd
6 Mistaken foes, your haughty threats
Our city stands, which you design'd
To make our common tomb.
His righteous throne prepar'd,
To punish or reward.
Against opprce'in^ ragei
As troubles rise, his needful aids
10 All those who have his goodness
Will in his truth confide;
11 Sing praises therefore to the Lord,
Proclaim bls deeds, till all the world'
12 When he inquiry makes for blood, He'll call the poor to mind:
The injur'd humble man's complaint
13 Take pity on my troubles, Lord,
Thou that hast rescu'd me so oft
14 In Sion then 111 sing thy praise,
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
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,
Nor nation, from his just revenge,
18 His sufTring saints, when most dis
19 Arise, O Lord, assert thy power,
Descend to judgment, and pronounce
The guilty heathen's doom. SO Stride terror through the nations round,
Till, hy consenting fear,
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,
Because thy judgments unobserv'd,
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
9 Not lions, couching in their dens,
With greater cunning, orexpress
10 Sometimes they act the harmless mu. And modest looks they wear;
That so deceiv'd, the poor may less
11 For God, they think, no notice takes Of their unrighteous deeds;
He never minds the sufF'ring poor,
12 But thou, O Lord, at length arise,
And, hy the greatness of thy power,
13 No longer let the wicked vaunt,
1 Tush, God regards not what we do; 'He never will repay.'
14 But sure thou seest, and all their
15 Defenceless let the wicked fall,
Confound, O God, their dark designs,
16 Assert thy just donunion, Lord,
Thou who the heathen didst expel
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,
2 Behold, the wicked hend their how, And ready fix their dart,
Lurking in amhush to destroy
3 When once the firm assurance fails, Which puhlic faith imparts,
*Tistime for innocence to fly
4 The Lord hath hoth a temple here,
Where he surveys the sons of men,
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,
2 One neighhour now can scarce helieve What t'other does impart j
With flatt'ring lips they all deceive,
3 But lips that with deceit ahound
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,
6 The word of God shall still ahide,
As" is the silver, seven times try'd,
7 The promise of his aiding grace
His servants from this faithless race
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?
2 How long shall anxious thoughts nsy
3 Oh ! hear, and to my longing eyes Restore thy wonted light,
And suddenly, or I shall sleep
4 Restore me, lest they proudly hoast Twas their own strength o'ercanie;
Permit not them that vex my soul
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,
G 111 men, in vain, with scorn expose
Since God a refuge is for those
7 Would he his savings power emploj'
Then shouts of universal joy
LORD, who's the happy man that may
2 'Tis he, whose every thought and deed
Whose gen'rous tongue disdains to speak
3 Who never did a slander forge.
Nor hearken to a false report,
By malice whisper*d round.
Can treat with just neglect;
Has ever firmly stood;
He makes his promise good.
6 Whose soul in usury disdains
Whom no rewards can ever bribe
7 The man, who hy his steady course
When earth's foundation shakes, shall
PROTECT me from my cruel foes,
On thy almighty arm.
All gods but thee disown;
5 But those that strictly virtuous are,
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,
Ami private counsel still afford
8 I strive each action to approve
No danger shall my hopes remove,
9 Therefore my heart all grief defies,
My flesh shall rest, in hope to rise,
Wak'd hy his pow'rful voice.
My soul from hell shall free;
The least corruption see.
Which to thy presence lead; Where pleasures dwell without allay,
And joys that never fade.
TO my just plea and sad complaint,
2 As in thy sight I am approv'd,
And with impartial eyes, O Lord,
3 For thou hast search'd my heart by day,
And, on the strictest trial, found
Its secret motions right.
My heart's designs acquit;
Shall no offence commit.
4 I know what wicked men would do.
But me thy just and mild commands
5 That I may still, in spite of wrongs,
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
Thou, whose right hand preserves thy
, 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;