Devouring fire; and coals by it 9 He also bowed down the heav'ns, And thickest clouds of darkness did 10 And he upon a cherub rode, Yea, on the swift wings of the wind 11 He darkness made his secret place: Dark waters were, and thickest clouds of th' airy firmament. 12 And at the brightness of that light which was before his eye, His thick clouds pass'd away, hailstones and coals of fire did fly. 13 The Lord God also in the heav'ns did thunder in his ire; And there the Highest gave his voice, hailstones, and coals of fire. 14 Yea, he his arrows sent abroad, His lightnings also he shot out, 15 The waters' channels then were seen, At thy rebuke discover'd were, 16 And from above the Lord sent down, 17 He me reliev'd from my strong foes, and such as did me hate; Because he saw that they for me too strong were, and too great. 18 They me prevented in the day But, even then, the Lord himself 19 He to a place, where liberty and room was, hath me brought; Because he took delight in me, he my deliv'rance wrought. 20 According to my righteousness, he did me recompense, He me repaid according to my hands' pure innocence. 21 For I God's ways kept, from my God did not turn wickedly. 22 His judgments were before me; I his laws put not from me. 23 Sincere before him was my heart, And watchfully I kept myself 24 After my righteousness the Lord After the cleanness of my hands 25 Thou gracious to the gracious art, 26 Pure to the pure, froward thou kyth'st unto the froward wight. 27 For thou wilt the afflicted save, in grief that low do lie: But wilt bring down the countenance 28 The Lord will light my candle so, 29 By thee through troops of men I break, and them discomfit all: And, by my God assisting me, I overleap a wall. 30 As for God, perfect is his way: He is a buckler to all those 31 Who but the Lord is God? but he 32 'Tis God that girdeth me with strength, and perfect makes my way. 33 He made my feet swift as the hind's, set me on my high places. 34 Mine hands to war he taught, mine arms brake bows of steel in pieces. 35 The shield of thy salvation thou didst on me bestow; Thy right hand held me up, and great 36 And in my way, my steps thou hast That I go safely, and my feet. 37 Mine en'mies I pursued have, Nor did I turn again, till I an end of them did make. 38 I wounded them: they could not rise; they at my feet did fall. 39 Thou girdedst me with strength for war; my foes thou brought'st down all. 40 And thou hast giv'n to me the necks. That I might them destroy and slay 41 They cried out, but there was none 42 Then did I beat them small, as dust And I did cast them out, like dirt 43 Thou mad'st me free from people's strife, and heathens' head to be: A people whom I have not known 44 At hearing they shall me obey; 45 Strangers for fear shall fade away, who in close places sit. 46 God lives, blest be my Rock: the God of my health praised be. 47 God doth avenge me, and subdues the people under me. 48 He saves me from mine enemies : yea, thou hast lifted me Above my foes; and from the man 49 Therefore to thee will I give thanks And to thy name, O Lord, I will 50 He great deliv'rance gives his king; To David, his anointed One, THIS Psalm contains the measure and amount of the glory of God, as displayed in the works of creation. Whether we look at the heaven above, studded with stars and lightened by sun and moon, or at the earth beneath, clothed with verdure and vocal with praise, we cannot fail to see much of the glory of God. External nature speaks in a tongue which every nation understands. The Fall, however, has drawn an Ichabod over much of creation. It is a marred and defaced book. Hence the Psalmist, by a just and beautiful transition, carries the people of God to the pages of the Gospel and the ordinances of the church, as the true reflectors of the glory of Christ, who is the perfect brightness of his Father's glory. Let us sing this Psalm, praising God for creation and providence, but above all for redemption through Christ Jesus, and add our solemn amen to the prayer of David contained in the 13th and 14th verses. [ST. MAGNUS. COOKE'S CHANT.] 1 THE heav'ns God's glory do declare ; the skies his hand-works preach, 2 Day utters speech to day, and night to night doth knowledge teach. 3 There is no speech, nor tongue, to which their voice doth not extend. 4 Their line is gone through all the earth, their words to the world's end. 5 In them he set the sun a tent, Who, bridegroom-like, forth goes |