PSALM CXXXI. Lord, I am not proud of heart, Nor cast a scornful eye; 2 With infant innocence thou know'st PSALM CXXXII. ET David, Lord, a constant place 2 Remember what a solemn oath For Jacob's God have found. At Ephrata we found, And made the woods and neighbring fields Our glad applause resound. 7 0 with due reverence let us then To his abode repair; And, prostrate at his foot-stool fall' Pour out our humble prayer. 8 Arise, O Lord, and now possess Thy constant place of rest; Be that, not only with thy ark, But with thy presence, blest. 9, 10 Clothe thou thy priests with righ For evermore shall sit. 13, 14 For Sion does, in God's es PSALM 133, 134, 135, 136. Lord la 5, 18 Her store, says he, I will increase, C For he, with unresisted strength, 7 There David's power shall long re-7 Her saints shall shout for joy, her priests In heaven and earth, and watery stores thingir My saving health confess. That earth's deep caverns fill. He raises vapours from the ground, Which, poised in liquid air, main posed In his successive line, at find my anointed servant there Seme Shall with fresh lustre shine. aid al8 The faces of his vanquish'd foes Dow and Confusion shall o'erspread; olires for hilst, with confirm'd success, his crown PSALM David La Shall flourish on his head. H PSALM CXXXIII. TOW vast must their advantage be, the How great their pleasure prove, Vho live like brethren, and consent In offices of love! ember hee, his the True love is like that precious oil, m Jacan down his beard, and o'er his robes Jurata we PSALM CXXXIV. Je the LESS God, ye servants, that attend Ids ad apple hat in his temple, night by night, due rere With humble reverence wait: abode r Within his house lift up your hands, Strate at And bless his holy name: stant par ot only a thy pre e thou tir Snex et PSALM CXXXV. Praise the Lord with one consent, uth His worthy praise proclaim. Attend with constant care; rebla ith those that to his outmost courts his cath dspring Throne st With humble zeal repair. A most delightful thing. Jis dreadful lightnings glare. 8 He from his store-house brings the And he, with vengeful hand, Nor all his num'rous hosts. 10, 11 'Twas he that various nations And mighty king's suppress'd; For which his fame shall always last, 14 For God shall soon his people's cause Repent him of his wrath, and turn 15 Those idols, whose false worship O'er all the heathen lands, The work of human hands. 116, 17 They move not their fictitious Nor see with polish'd eyes; No breath their mouth supplies. To make them, or in dangerous times 19 Their just returns of thanks to God 20 Their sense of his unbounded love seed with loud songs to bless his name, 21 Let all with thanks his wondrous ats exc veri estres For God his own peculiar choice 2 Our her to 13 Meani Come, ing Shall his own work complete. PSALM CXXXIX. known 15 Thine eyes my substance did survey, Whilst yet a lifeless mass it lay, In secret how exactly wrought, Ere from its dark inclosure brought. 16 Thou didst the shapeless embryo see, Its parts were register'd by thee; Thou saw'st the daily growth they took, Form'd by the model of thy book. 17 Let me acknowledge too, O God, That since this maze of life I trod, Thy thoughts of love to me surmount The power of numbers to recount. 18 Far sooner could I reckon o'er The sands upon the ocean's shore; Each morn revising what I've done, I find th' account but new begun. 19 The wicked thou shalt slay, O God: THOU, Lord, by strictest search hast Depart from me, ye men of blood, 4 How shally rising up and lying down; 20 Whose tongues heaven's Majesty profane, Ortouchy secret thoughts are known to thee, And take th' Almighty's name in vain. Shall hems Be sung by O Salem on When Loft et then my tre Known long before conceived by me. The speaking yet unutter'd words' intent. Eternal silenc if I sing one On every side I find thy hand: O skill, for human reach too high! ill thy deliver emember, L thy own city dout, Hers nd with the g ud Babe's grief and we is the man vi WTODES e blewd of ossest, f down to bell's infernal plains, deaf to all fly beyond the western main, patch th ht Thy swifter hand would first arrive, And there arrest thy fugitive. 1 Or, should I try to shun thy sight PSALM Ceneath the sable wings of night; ould kindle darkness into day. 21 Lord, hate not I their impious crew, Who thee with enmity pursue? And does not grief my lieart oppress, When reprobates thy laws transgress? 22 Who practise enmity to thee Shall utmost hatred have from me; Such men I utterly detest, As if they were my foes profest. If mischief lurk in any part; PRESERVE me, Lord, from crafty Of treacherous intent; 2 And from the sons of violence, On open mischief bent. 3 Their slandering tongue the serpent's sting In sharpness does exceed; Between their lips the gall of asps And adder's venom breed. mywake glance from thee, one piercing ray, 4 Preserve me, Lord, from wicked hands, ing 2 The veil of night is no disguise, Selo screen from thy all-searching eyes; hrough midnight shades thou find'st thy way, pats in the blazing noon of day. hy 3 Thou know'st the texture of my heart, of thy t y works bee d My reins, and every vital part; usach single thread in nature's loom, By thee was cover'd in the womb. 4 I'll praise thee, from whose hands soul wa d streng all came, work of such a curious frame; The wonders thou in me hast shown, dairy soul with grateful joy must own. works Nor leave my soul forlorn, 5 The proud for me have laid their snare, 6 But thus environ'd with distress, Lord, hear my supplicating voice, O Lord, the God whose saving Kind succour did convey, And cover'd my advent'rous head PSALM CXLI. TO God, with mournful voice, In deep distress I pray'd; When my grieved soul despair'd; 5 To God at last I pray'd; Thou, Lord, my refuge art, 6 Reduced to greatest straits, PSALM CXLIII. ORD, hear my prayer, and to my ay 3 The spiteful foe pursues my life, As mansions of the dead. And wonders thou hast wrought; |