2 Lord, shall the wicked still deride
Thy justice and thy power?
Shall they erect their heads in pride,
And better men devour?..

3 Arise, O God! lift up thy hand,
Attend our humble cry;

No enemy shall dare to stand,
When God our help is nigh.

4 Thou wilt prepare our hearts to pray,
And still incline thine ear;

Thou knowest what thy children say,
And thou their voice wilt hear.
5 Proud tyrants shall no more oppress,
No more despise the just;
And mighty sinners shall confess
They are but earth and dust.

WATTS.

b

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,
His frowns vindictive will endure;
His lightning wings its rapid way,
His thunder fills them with dismay.

5 Where truth and justice hold their place,
God will reveal his gracious face;
Delighted in the upright mind.
His own reflected beams to find.

PSALM XII. Common Metre.
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Corruption of Manners.
bazorth wo Hade anol wohl.

1 HELP, Lord for men of virtuc fail,
Religion loses ground boy
The sons of wickedness prevail,
And treacheries abound.

2 Their oaths and promises they break,
Yet act the flatt'rer's part;
With fair deceitful lips they speak,
And with a double heart.

3 Scoffers appear on every side,
Where a vile race of men

b

Are rais'd to seats of power and príde,
And bear the sword in vain."

4 Lord, when iniquities abound,
And blasphemy grows bold;
When faith is hardly to be found,
And love in cold;

5 Is not thy chariot hast ning on?
Hast thou not given the sign
May we not trust and live upon
A promise so divine?

6 Thy word, like silver seven times try'd,
Through ages shall endure;
The men who in thy truth
Shall find thy promise sure.

confide,

and Hoi son my bay due
PSALM XIII Common Metre.

Complaint under Temptation.

WATTS.

1 How long wilt thou conceal thy face?
My God, how long delay ?
When wilt thou send thy heavenly rays
To drive my fears away

?

2 How long shall my distressed soul
Struggle and toil in vain?

Thy word can all my foes control,
And ease my raging pain."

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3 Be thou my sun, and thou my shield, My soul in safety keep;

Make haste, before my eyes are seal'd In death's eternal sleep.

4 How would the tempter boast aloud, If I become his prey,

And all the host of hell grow proud,
At thy so long delay!

b

5 But they shall fly at thy rebuke,
And Satan hide his head;
He knows the terrors of thy look,
And hears thy voice with dread.
6 Thou wilt display that sov'reign grace
On which my hopes have hung;
I shall employ my lips in praise,
And vict'ry shall be sung.

WATTS.

PSALM XIV. Common Metre.
Universal Depravity.

1 FOOLS in their hearts believe and say,
"That all religion's vain;

"There is no God that reigns on high, "Or minds th' affairs of men."

2 From thoughts so dreadful and profane, Corrupt discourse proceeds;

And by their impious hands are done
Abominable deeds.

3 The Lord, from his celestial throne,
Look'd down on things below,
To find the men, that sought his grace,
Or did his justice know.

4 He sa

that all were gone astray, Their practice all the same;

That none did fear his Maker's hand,
That none did love his name. I

5 Their tongues are us'd to speak deceit, Their slanders never cease;

How swift to mischief are their feet,
Nor know the paths of peace!

6 Such seeds of sin, that bitter root,
In every heart are found;

Nor will they bear diviner fruit
Till grace refine the ground.

PSALM XV. Common Metre,

The Citizen of Zion.'

WATTS.

or b

1 LORD, who's the happy man that may
To thy blest courts repair?

And whilst he bows before thy throne,
Shall find acceptance there?

2 'Tis he, whose truly honest heart By rules of virtue moves;

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

3 Who never will a slander forge,
His neighbour's fame to wound;
Nor hearken to a false report,

By malice whisper'd round:

4 Who vice, when drest in pomp and power, Can treat with just neglect ;

And piety, though cloth'd in rags,
Religiously respect:

5 Who to his plighted vows and trust
Has ever firmly stood;

And though he promise to his loss,
He makes his promise good:

6. Who seeks not in oppressive ways
His treasure to employ ;

Whom no reward can ever bribe
The guiltless to destroy :

7 The man, who by his steady course
Has happiness insur'd,

When earth's foundations shake, shall stand,

By Providence secur'd.

PSALM XV.

TATE.

Long Metre.

* or b

The Virtues of a Christian.

1 WHO'shall ascend thy heavenly place, Great God, and dwell before thy face? The man who loves religion now,

And humbly walks with God below; 2 Whose hands are pure, whose heart is clean, Whose lips still speak the thing they mean;