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This Translation of the Whole Book of Psalms into Metre. with Homo set forth, and allowed to be sung in all Congregations of the said Church, o .d.o.o. and Evening prayer, and also before and after Son" the discretion of the Minister. .
And it shall be the duty of every Minister of any Church, either o: directions, or from time to time, to appoint the Portions of Psalms" be sung.
And further, it shall be the duty of every Minister, with such as: can obtain from persons skilled in music, to give order concernio o: | be sung, at any time, in his Church: And, especially, it shall be his duty o press aii light and unseemly music, and all indecency and irreverence o performance; by which vain and ungodly persons profane the serio Sanctuary.
'SALMS OF DAVID, IN METRE,
IoW blest is he, who me'er consents
ITH restless and ungovern'd rage,
‘Thou art my Son; this day, my heir, “Have I begotten thee. 8 “Ask, and receive thy full demands; ‘Thime shall the heathem be; “The utmost limits of the lands “Shall be possess'd by thee. 9 ‘Thy threat'ning sceptre thou shalt shake, “And crush them every where; ‘As massy bars of iron break “The potter's brittle ware.” 10 Learn then, ye princes; and give ear, Ye judges of the earth; orship the Lord with holy fear; Rejoice with awful mirth. 12 Appease the Son with due respect, Your timely homage pay; Lest he revenge the bold neglect, Incens’d by your delay. 13 If but in part his anger rise, Who can endure the flame? Then blest are they, whose hope relies On his most holy name. PSALM III. OW many, Lord, of late are grown The troublers of my peace : And as their numbers hourly rise, So does their rage increase. 2 Insulting, they my soul upbraid, And him whom I adore; “The God in whom he trusts,’ say they, “Shall rescue him no more.” 3 But thou, O Lord, art my defence; On thee my hopes rely; Thou art my glory, and shall yet Lift up my head on high. 4 Since whensoe'er, in like distress, To God I made my pray’r, He heard me from his holy hill; Why should I now despair? 5 Guarded by him, I laid me down, My sweet repose to take; For I through him securely sleep, Through him in safety wake. 6 No force nor fury of my foes My courage shall confound, Were they as many hosts as men, That have beset me round. 7 Arise, and save me, O my God, Who oft hast own'd my cause, And scatter'd oft these foes to me, And to thy righteous laws. 8 Salvation to the Lord belongs; He only can defend: His blessings he extends to all
Why do the heathen storm 2 ly in such rash attempts engage, is they can ne'er perform 2 he great in council and in might 'heir various forces bring; inst the Lord they all unite, ind his anointed King. Tust we submit to their commands o' resumptuously they say: ), let us break their slavish bands, And cast their chains away.” ut God, who sits enthron'd on high, md sees how they combine, is their conspiring strength defy, nd mocks their vain desigm. hick clouds of wrath divine shall
break n his rebellious foes;
thus will he in thunder speak
3 all that dare oppose:
od's uncontroll’d decree :
That on his pow'r depend.
LORD, thouartmyrighteous Judge, To my complaint give ear: Thou still redeem'st me from distress; Have mercy, Lord, and hear. 2 How long will ye, O sons of men, To blot my fame devise? How 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 stand in awe of his commands, Flee everything that’s ill, Commune in private with your hearts, And bend them to his will. 5 The place of other sacrifice Let righteousness supply; And let your hope, securely fix’d, On God alone rely. 6 While worldly minds impatient grow More prosporous times to see; Still let the glories of thy face Shine brightly, Lord, on me. 7 So shall my heart o'erflow with joy, More lasting and more true Than theirs, who stores of corn and wine Successively renew. 3 Then down in peace I’ll lay my head, And take my needful rest; No other guard, O Lord, I crave, Of thy defence possess'd. PSALM. V. ORD, hearthe voice of my complaint, Accept my secret prayer; 2 To thee alone, my King, my God,
Will for help repair.
3 Thou in the morn my voice shalt hear,
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LORD my God, since I haves. My trust alone in thee, From all my persecutors' rage Do thou deliver me,
o save me from my threat'ning foe, ord, interpose thy power; t, like a savage lion, he Iy helpless soul devour. If I am guilty, or did e'er gainst his peace combine; y, if I had not spared his life, Who sought unjustly mine; et then to persecuting foes Iy soul become a prey; them to earth tread down my life, m dust my honour lay. rise, and let thine anger, Lord, n my defence engage; alt thyself above my foes, ind their insulting rage: ake, awake, in my behalf, The judgment to dispense, lich thou hast righteously ordain'd 'or injur'd innocence. 9 to thy throme, adoring crowds hall still for justice fly: ! therefore, for their sake, resume Thy judgment-seat on high. mpartial judge of all the world, trust my cause to thee; Cording to my just deserts, solet thy sentence be. let wicked arts and wicked mem Together be o'erthrown; tguard the just, thou God, to whom The hearts of both are known. 11 God me protects, not only me, But all of upright heart; ldaily lays up wrath for those Who from his laws depart. If they persist, he whets his sword, lis bow stands ready bent; Ev’n now, with swift destruction wing’d, His pointed shafts are sent. The plots are fruitless which my foe Injustly did conceive; The pit he digg'd for me, has prov’d lis own untimely grave. On his own head his spite returns, Whilst I from harm am free; him the violence is fall'n, Which he design'd for me. Therefore will I the righteous ways of providence proclaim; sing the praise of God most high, ind celebrate his name.
2 And yet thou mak’st the infant tongue
To celebrate thy praise, O Lord,
or fully reckon'd there;
Against oppressing rage;
As troubles rise, his needful aids In our behalf engage. 10 All those who have his goodness prov’d Will in his truth conside; Whose mercy ne'er forsook the man That on his help rely’d. 11 Sing praises therefore to the Lord, From Sion, his abode; Proclaim his deeds, till all the world Confess no other God.
PART II. 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 I'll 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 heathem pride is laid; Their guilty feet to their own snare Are heedlessly betray’d. 16 Thus, by the just returns he makes, The mighty Lord is known; While wicked men by their own plots, Are shamefully o’erthrown. 17 No single simmer shall escape, By privacy obscur'd ; Nor nation, from his just revenge, By numbers be secur’d. 13. His suff'ring saints, when most distress'd, 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; Oescend to judgment, and pronounce The guilty heathem's doom. 20 Strike terror through the nations round, Till, by consenting fear, They to each other, and themselves, But mortal men appear.
And sordid wretches, whom God has Perversely they commend. 4. To own a power above themselves Their haughty pride disdains; And therefore in their stubborn mind No thought of God remains. 5 Oppressive methods they pursue, And all their foes they slight; Because thy judgments unobserv'd, Are far above their sight. 6 They fondly think their prosome state Shall unmolested be; They think their vain designs tol thrive, From all misforfumes 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 conceal’d 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, or express More savage rage than they, 10 Sometimes they act the harmlessman, And modest looks they wear; | That so deceiv'd, the poor may less Their sudden onset fear.
11 For God, they think, no notice take Of their unrighteous deeds; He never minds the suffring poor, Northeir oppression heeds. 12 But thou, O Lord, at length arise, Stretch forth thy ". arm; And, by the greatness of thy power, | Defend the poor from harm. 13 No longer let the wicked vaunt, And, proudly boasting, say, Tush, God regards not what we do; He never will repay.” 14 but sure thou seest, and all their deeds, Impartially dost try; The orphan, therefore, and the poor, On thee for aid rely. 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 dominion, Lord, Which shall for ever stand; | Thou who the heathem didst expel From this thy chosen land. .. 17 Thou hearost the humble supplicant That to thy throne repair; Thou first prepar'st their hearts to pro