2 If malice lurk'd within my heart, 4 Let wicked arts of wicked men But guard the just, O God, to whom 5 Then will I all the righteous ways I'll sing the praise of God most high, TATE and WATTS, united. PSALM VIII. Common Metre. Divine Condescension. * or b 10 THOU, to whom all creatures bow, Within this earthly frame.! Through all the world, how great art thou, How glorious is thy name ! 2 When heaven, thy glorious work on high, Employs my wond'ring sight; The moon that nightly rules the sky, 3. Lord, what is man! that thou shouldst choose To keep him in thy mind! Or what his race, that thou shouldst prove To them so wondrous kind! 4 Him next in power thou didst create. To thy celestial train ;s Ordain'd with dignity and state* 5 They jointly own his powerful sway, 6 O thou, to whom all creatures bow, Within this earthly frame, Through all the world, how great art thou! How glorious is thy name! PSALM VIII. Long Metre. TATE. b Adam and Christ, or the old and new Creation. 1 LORD, what was man when made at first, Adam, the offspring of the dust, That thou shouldst set him and his race, 2 That thou shouldst raise his nature so WATTE PSALM IX. ver. 10, 11, L. M. 1 SING to the Lord, who loud proclaims Through all the world, most high confess'd, While still he owns his ancient name, And boldly through the desert tread, DODDRIDGE. A Prayer for Deliverance from Oppression. 1 WHY doth the Lord stand off so far, And why conceal his face, When great calamities appear, 2 Lord, shall the wicked still deride 3 Arise, O God! lift up thy hand, No enemy shall dare to stand, 4 Thou wilt prepare our hearts to pray, Thou knowest what thy children say, And mighty sinners shall confess PSALM XI. Long Metre. WATTS. b The Justice of Divine Providence. 1 ON God my steadfast hopes rely; Why do my foes insulting cry, "Fly like a tim'rous, trembling dove, "And seek the mountain's lonesome grove?" 2 Behold the wicked aim their darts Against the men of upright hearts! If government be overthrown, Who then the injur'd cause will own? 3 The Lord, enthron'd above the sky, On suff'ring virtue casts his eye : Though he afflict his saints, to prove Their patience, and to try their love; 4 Yet lawless hands and hearts impure, 5 Where truth and justice hold their place, MERRICK, with additions. PSALM XII. Common Metre. Corruption of Manners. 1 HELP, Lord! for men of virtue fail, The sons of wickedness prevail, 2 Their oaths and promises they break, b 3 Scoffers appear on every side, 4 Lord, when iniquities abound, And blasphemy grows bold; 5 Is not thy chariot hast'ning on? |