5,6 But thou, my foul, on God rely; on him alone thy truft repofe:

My Rock and Health will ftrength supply to bear the shock of all my foes.

7 God does his faving health dispense, and flowing bleffings daily fend: He is my fortrefs and defence;

on him my foul shall still depend. 8 In him, ye people, always trust; before his throne pour out your hearts; For God, the merciful and juft, his timely aid to us imparts.

9 The vulgar fickle are and frail ; the great diffemble and betray; And, laid in truth's impartial scale, the lightest things will both out-weigh. 10 Then truft not in oppreffive ways; by spoil and rapine grow not vain; Nor let your hearts, if wealth increase, be fet too much upon your gain. 11 For God has oft his will exprefs'd, and I this truth have fully known; To be of boundless pow'r poffefs'd, belongs, of right, to God alone. 12 Though mercy is his darling grace, in which he chiefly takes delight; Yet will he all the human race according to their works requite.

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PSALM LXIII.

GOD, my gracious God, to thee My morning pray'rs fhall offer'd be ; for thee my thirfty foul does pant : My fainting flesh implores thy grace Within this dry and barren place, where I refreshing waters want. 2 O! to my longing eyes, once more, That view of glorious pow'r restore, which thy majestic houfe difplays: 3 Because to me thy wond'rous love Than life itself does dearer prove, my lips shall always fpeak thy praise. f

4 My life, while I that life enjoy,
In bleffing God I will employ;

with lifted hands adore his Name:
5 My foul's content thall be as great
As theirs who choiceft dainties eat,

while I with joy his praife proclaim. 6 When down I lie, fweet fleep to find, Thou, Lord, art prefent to my mind;

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and when I wake in dead of night: Because thou ftill doth fuccour bring, Beneath the shadow of thy wing

I reft with fafety and delight.

8 My foul, when foes would me devour,
Cleaves faft to thee, whofe matchless pow'r,
in her fupport is daily fhown:

9 But thofe the righteous Lord fhall flay,
That my deftruction wifh; and they
that feek my life, fhall lose their own.
10 They by untimely ends fhall die,
Their flesh a prey to foxes lie ;

but God fhall fill the king with joy : 11 Who thee confefs fhall ftill rejoice; Whilft the false tongue, and lying voice, thou, Lord, fhalt filence and destroy. PSALM LXIV.

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ORD, hear the voice of my complaint to my request give ear;

Preferve my life from cruel foes,

and free my foul from fear.

2 O! hide me with thy tend'reft care,
in fome fecure retreat,

From finners that against me rife,
and all their plots defeat.

3 See how, intent to work my harm,

they whet their tongues like fwords; And bend their bows to fhoot their darts, fharp lies, and bitter words.

4 Lurking in private, at the just they take their fecret aim; And fuddenly at him they shoot, quite void of fear and fhame, 5 To carry on their ill defigns they mutally agree;

They speak of laying private fnares, and think that none fhall fee. 6 With utmost diligence and care their wicked plots they lay; The deep defigns of all their hearts are only to betray.

7 But God, to anger juftly mov'd, his dreadful bow fhall bend, And on his flying arrow's point shall swift deftruction fend.

8 Thofe flanders which their mouth did vent, upon themselves fhall fall;

Their crimes difclos'd fhall make them be defpis'd and fhun'd by all.

The world fhall then God's pow'r confess,
and nations trembling ftand,

Convinc'd that 'tis the mighty work
of his avenging hand :

10 Whilft righteous men, whom God fecures, in him fhall gladly truft;

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OR thee, O God, our conftant praise

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Fin Sion waits, thy chofen feat;

Our promis'd altars there we'll raise,

and all our zealous vows complete. 2 O thou, who to my humble pray'r didst always bend thy lift'ning ear, To thee shall all mankind repair, and at thy gracious throne appear. Our fins, though numberless, in vain to ftop thy flowing mercy try; Whilft thou o'erlook'ft the guilty ftain, and washeft out the crimson dye. Bleft is the man who, near thee plac'd, within thy facred dwelling lives! Whilft we at humble diftance tafte the vast delights thy temple gives. 5 By wond'rous acts, O God moft juft, have we thy gracious answer found: In thee remoteft nations trust,

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and those whom ftormy waves furround,

6, 7 God, by his ftrength, fets faft the hills, and does his matchlefs pow'r engage, With which the feas loud waves he ftills, and angry crowds' tumultuous rage. PART II.

8 Thou, Lord, doft barb'rous lands difmay, when they thy dreadful tokens view; With joy they fee the night and day each other's track, by turns, pursue. 9 From out thy unexhaufted ftore

thy rain relieves the thirsty ground; Makes lands, that barren were before, with corn and useful fruits abound. 10 On rifing ridges down it pours, and ev'ry furrow'd valley fills; Thou mak❜ft them foft with gentle fhow'rs, in which a bleft increase diftils. 11 Thy goodness does the circling year with freth returns of plenty crown; And where thy glorious paths appear, the fruitful clouds drop fatnefs down. 12 They drop on barren forefts, chang'd by them to pastures fresh and green; The hills about, in order rang'd, in beauteous robes of joy are feen. 13 Large flocks with fleecy wool adorn the chearful downs; the vallies bring A plenteous crop of full-ear'd corn, and feem, for joy to fhout and fing.

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PSALM LXVI.

ET all the lands, with fhouts of joy, to God their voices raise; Sing pfalms in honour of his Name, and spread his glorious praife.

3 And let them fay, How dreadful, Lord,
in all thy works, art thou!

To thy great pow'r thy ftubborn foes
fhall all be forc'd to bow.

4 Through all the earth the nations round
fhall thee their God confefs;

And, with glad hymns, their awful dread
of thy great Name exprefs.

5 O! come, behold the works of God; and then with me you'll own, That he to all the fons of men

has wond'rous judgment fhown. 6 He made the sea become dry land, through which our fathers walk'd; Whilft to each other of his might with joy his people talk'd.

7 He, by his pow'r, for ever rules; his eyes the world furvey: Let no prefumptuous man rebel against his fov'reign sway.

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8, 9 O! all ye nations, blefs our God, and loudly speak his praise; Who keeps our fouls alive, and ftill confirms our ftedfast ways.

10 For thou haft try'd us, Lord, as fire does try the precious ore; 11 Thou brought'ft us into straits, where we oppreffing burthens bore.

12 Infulting foes did us, their flaves,
through fire and water chace;

But yet, at laft, thou brought'ft us forth
into a wealthy place.

13 Burnt off'rings to thy houfe I'll bring,
and there my vows will pay,

14 Which I with folemn zeal did make in trouble's difmal day.

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Then shall the richest incenfe smoke,
the fatteft rams fhall fall,

The choiceft goats from out the fold,
and bullocks from the ftall.

16 O! come, all ye that fear the Lord,
attend with heedful care,

Whilft I what God for me has done
with grateful joy declare.

17, 18 As I before his aid implor'd,
fo now I praise his Name;
Who, if my heart had harbour'd fin,
would all my pray'rs disclaim.
But God to me, whene'er I cry'd,
his gracious ear did bend,

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