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5 But, O! how wretched is my doom, Who am a sojourner become

in barren Mesech's desert soil! With Kedar's wicked tents enclosed, To lawless savages exposed,

who live on nought but theft and spoil. 6 My hapless dwelling is with those Who peace and amity oppose,

and pleasure take in other's harms : 7 Sweet peace is all I court and seek; But when to them of peace I speak,

they straight cry out, To arm, to arms.
PSALM 121.

TO Sion's hill I lift my eyes,

from thence expecting aid;

2 From Sion's hill, and Sion's God,
who heaven and earth has made.
3 Then thou, my soul, in safety rest,
Thy guardian will not sleep:

4 His watchful care, that Israel guards,
will Israel's monarch keep.

5 Shelter'd beneath the Almighty's wings Thou shalt securely rest,

6 Where neither sun nor moon shall thee by day or night molest.

7 From common accidents of life his care shall guard thee still;

8 From the blind strokes of chance, and foes that lie in wait to kill.

9 At home, abroad, in peace, in war, thy God shall thee defend;

Conduct thee through life's pilgrimage safe to thy journey's end."

PSALM 122.

TWAS a joyful sound to hear
our tribes devoutly say,

Up, Israel, to the temple haste,
and keep your festal day!

2 At Salem's courts we must appear, with our assembled powers,

3 In strong and beauteous order ranged, like her united towers.

4 'Tis thither, by divine command, the tribes of God repair,

Before his ark to celebrate

his name with praise and prayer.

5 Tribunals stand erected there,
where equity takes place :
There stand the courts and palaces
of royal David's race.

6 O, pray we then for Salem's peace,
for they shall prosperous be,
Thou holy city of our God,

who bear true love to thee.

7 May peace within thy sacred walls
a constant guest be found;
With plenty and prosperity
thy palaces be crown'd.

8 For my dear brethren's sake, and friends no less than brethren dear,

I'll pray-May peace in Salem's towers a constant guest appear.

9 But most of all I'll seek thy good, and ever wish thee well,

For Sion and the temple's sake, where God vouchsafes to dwell.

PSALM 123.

ON thee, who dwell'st above the skies,

For mercy wait my longing eyes;
As servants wait their masters' hands,
And maids their mistresses' commands.
3, 4 0 then have mercy on us, Lord;
Thy gracious aid to us afford;
To us, whom cruel foes oppress,
Grown rich and proud by our distress.
PSALM 124.

"AD not the Lord, may Israel say,

H been pleased to interpose;

2 Had he not then espoused our cause when men against us rose ;

3, 4, 5 Their wrath had swallow'd us alive,
and rag'd without control;
Their spite and pride's united floods
had quite o'erwhelm'd our soul.

6 But praised be our eternal Lord,
who rescued us that day,
Nor to their savage jaws gave up
our threaten'd lives a prey.

7 Our soul is like a bird escaped
from out the fowler's net;

The snare is broke, their hopes are cross'd, and we at freedom set.

8 Secure in his Almighty name our confidence remains,

Who, as he made both heaven and earth, of both sole Monarch reigns.

PSALM 125.

WHO place on Sion's God their trust,

W like Sion's rock shall stand;

Like her immoveable be fix'd by his Almighty hand.

2 Look how the hills on every side Jerusalem enclose;

So stands the Lord around his saints,
to guard them from their foes.

3 The wicked may afflict the just,
but ne'er too long oppress,
Nor force him by despair to seek
base means for his redress.

4 Be good, O righteous God, to those
who righteous deeds effect;
The heart that innocence retains,
'let innocence protect.

5 All those who walk in crooked paths, the Lord shall soon destroy,

Cut off the unjust, but crown the saints with lasting peace and joy.

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The Lord has done great things, whereof

we reap the glad success.

4 To us bring back the remnant, Lord, of Israel's captive bands,

More welcome than refreshing showers to parch'd and thirsty lands;

5 That we, whose work commenc'd in tears, may see our labours thrive,

Till finish'd with success, to make

our drooping hearts revive.

6 Though he desponds that sows his grain, yet doubtless he shall come

To bind his full-eared sheaves, and bring the joyful harvest home.

PSALM 127.

WE build with fruitless cost, unless

the Lord the pile sustain : Unless the Lord the city keep,

the watchman wakes in vain.

2 In vain we rise before the day,

and late to rest repair,

Allow no respite to our toil,

and eat the bread of care. Supplies of life, with ease to them, he on his saints bestows;

He crowns their labours with success, their nights with sound repose.

3 Children, those comforts of our life, are presents from the Lord; He gives a numerous race of heirs as piety's reward.

4 As arrow's in a giant's hand,

when marching forth to war; Ev'n so the sons of sprightly youth, their parents' safeguard are.

5 Happy the man whose quiver's fill'd with these prevailing arms;

He need not fear to meet his foe, at law or war's alarms.

PSALM 128.

HE man is blest that fears the Lord,

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nor only worship pays,

But keeps his steps confined with care
to his appointed ways.

2 He shall upon the sweet returns
of his own labour feed;
Without dependence live, and see
his wishes all succeed.

3 His wife, like a fair fertile vine,
her lovely fruit shall bring;

His children, like young olive plants, about his table spring.

4 Who fears the Lord shall prosper thus ; him Sion's God shall bless,

5 And grant him all his days to see

Jerusalem's success.

6 He shall live on, till heirs from him descend with vast increase;

Much bless'd in his own prosperous state, and more in Israel's peace. PSALM 129.

FROM my youth up, may, Israel say,

they oft have me assail'd,

2 Reduced me oft to heavy straits, but never quite prevail'd.

3 They oft have plough'd my patient back with furrows deep and long;

4 But our just God has broke their chains, and rescued us from wrong.

5 Defeat, confusion, shameful rout
be still the doom of those,
Their righteous doom, who Sion hate,
and Sion's God oppose.

6 Like corn upon our houses' tops,
untimely let them fade,

Which too much heat, and want of root, has blasted in the blade:

7 Which in his arms no reaper takes, but unregarded leaves;

No binder thinks it worth his pains
to fold it into sheaves.

8 No traveller that passes by
vouchsafes a minute's stop,
To give it one kind look, or crave
heaven's blessing on the crop.
PSALM 130.

ROM lowest depths of wo

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to God I sent my cry;

2 Lord, hear my supplicating voice, and graciously reply.

3 Shouldst thou severely judge, who can the trial bear?

4 But thou forgiv'st lest we despond, and quite renounce thy fear."

5 My soul with patience waits for thee, the living Lord;

My hopes are on thy promise built, thy never-failing word.

6 My longing eyes look out

for thy enlivening ray,

More duly than the morning watch,

to spy the dawning day.

7 Let Israel trust in God,

No bounds his mercy knows;

The plenteous source and spring from whence eternal succour flows;

8 Whose friendly streams to us supplies in want convey;

A healing spring, a spring to cleanse, and wash our guilt away.

PSALM 131.

LORD, I am not proud of heart, nor cast a scornful eye;

Nor my aspiring thoughts employ in things for me too high.

2 With infant innocence thou know'st I have myself demean'd; Composed to quiet, like a babe,

that from the breast is wean'd.

3 Like me let Israel hope in God, his aid alone implore;

Both now and ever trust in him, who lives for evermore. PSALM 132.

LET David, Lord, a constant place

in thy remembrance find; Let all the sorrows he endured be ever in thy mind.

2 Remember what a solemn oath to thee, his Lord, he swore; How to the mighty God he vow'd whom Jacob's sons adore;

3, 4 I will not go into my house, nor to my bed ascend;

No soft repose shall close my eyes,
nor sleep my eye-lids bend;

5 Till for the Lord's design'd abode
I mark the destined ground;
Till I a decent place of rest

for Jacob's God have found.

6 The appointed place, with shouts of joy,

at Ephrata we found,

[That in his temple, night by night,
with humble reverence wait:

2, 3 Within his house lift up your hands,
and bless his holy name:

From Sion bless thy Israel, Lord,
who earth and heaven didst frame.
PSALM 135.

And made the woods and neighbouring fields PRAISE the Lord, with one consent,

our glad applause resound.

7 0 with due reverence let us then to his abode repair;

And, prostrate at his footstool fall'n,
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 righteousness,
make thou thy saints rejoice;
And, for thy servant David's sake,
hear thy Anointed's voice.

11 God sware to David in his truth,
nor shall his oath be vain,
One of thy offspring after thee,
upon thy throne shall reign:

12 And if thy seed my covenant keep,
and to my laws submit,

Their children too upon thy throne for evermore shall sit.

13, 14, For Sion does in God's esteem, all other seats excel;

His place of everlasting rest,

where he desires to dwell.

15, 16 Her store, says he, I will increase, her poor with plenty bless;

Her saints shall shout for joy, her priests my saving health confess.

17 There David's power shall long remain In his successive line,

And my anointed servant there

shall with fresh lustre shine.

18 The faces of his vanquish'd foes confusion shall o'erspread;

Whilst, with confirm'd success, his crown shall flourish on his head.

PSALM 133.

HOW vast must their advantage be,

how great their pleasure prove, Who live like brethren, and consent in offices of love!

2 True love is like that precious oil, which, pour'd on Aaron's head, Ran down his beard, and o'er his robes its costly moisture shed.

3 'Tis like refreshing dew, which does on Hermon's top distil;

Or like the early drops that fall

on Sion's fruitful hill.

4 For Sion is the chosen seat, where the Almighty King

The promised blessing has ordain'd, and life's eternal spring.

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and magnify his name;

Let all the servants of the Lord
his worthy praise proclaim.

2 Praise him all ye that in his house
attend with constant care;
With those that to his outmost courts
with humble zeal repair.

3 For this our truest interest is,
glad hymns of praise to sing;

And with loud songs to bless his name
a most delightful thing.

4 For God his own peculiar choice
the sons of Jacob makes;
And Israel's offspring for his own
most valued treasure takes.

5 That God is great, we often have
by glad experience found;

And seen how he, with wondrous power above all gods is crown'd.

6 For he, with unresisted strength, performs his sovereign will,

In heaven and earth, and watery stores that earth's deep caverns fill.

7 He raises vapours from the ground, which, poised in liquid air,

Fall down at last in showers, through which his dreadful lightnings glare.

8 He from his store-house brings the winds; and he with vengeful hand,

The first-born slew of man and beast,

through Egypt's mourning land.

9 He dreadful signs and wonders show'd, through stubborn Egypt's coasts;

Nor Pharaoh could his plagues escape, nor all his numerous hosts.

10, 11 'Twas he that various nations smote, and mighty kings suppress'd; Sihon and Og, and all besides,

who Canaan's land possess'd.

12, 13 Their land upon his chosen race he firmly did entail;

For which his fame shall always last, his praise shall never fail,

14 For God shall soon his people's cause with pitying eyes survey;

Repent him of his wrath and turn

his kindled rage away.

15 Those idols whose false worship spreads o'er all the heathen lands,

Are made of silver and of gold,

the work of human hands.

16, 17 They move not their fictitious tongues, hor see with polish'd eyes;

Their counterfeited ears are deaf,

no breath their mouth supplies.

18 As senseless as themselves are they that all their skill apply

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10 God the mighty Lord
your joyful thanks repeat;

To him due praise afford,
as good as he is great:

For God does prove
Our constant friend,
His boundless love
Shall never end.

2, 3 To him, whose wondrous power ali other gods obey,

Whom earthly kings adore, this grateful homage pay; For God, &c.

4, 5 By his Almighty hand amazing works are wrought; The heavens by his command were to perfection brought; For God, &c.

6 He spread the ocean round about the spacious land; And made the rising ground above the waters stand: For God, &c.

7, 8, 9 Through heaven he did display his numerous hosts of light;

The sun to rule by day,

the moon and stars by night:
For God, &c.

10, 11, 12 He struck the first-born dead

of Egypt's stubborn land;

And thence his people led with his resistless hand: For God, &c.

13, 14 By him the raging sea, as if in pieces rent,

Disclosed a middle way,

through which his people went:
For God, &c.

15 Where soon he overthrew
proud Pharaoh and his host,
Who, daring to pursue,
were in the billows lost:

16, 17, 18 Through deserts vast and wild

he led the chosen seed;

And famous princes foil'd,

and made great monarchs bleed:
For God, &c.

19, 20 Sihon, whose potent hand
great Ammon's sceptre sway'd;
And Og, whose stern command
rich Bashan's land obey'd:
For God, &e.

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7ITH my whole heart, my God and King,

W thy praise I will proclaim;

Before the Gods with joy I'll sing, and bless thy holy name.

2 I'll worship at thy sacred seat, and, with thy love inspired, The praises of thy truth repeat, o'er all thy works admired.

3 Thou graciously inclinedst thine ear, when I to thee did cry;

And when my soul was press'd with fear
didst inward strength supply.
4 Therefore shall every earthly prince
thy name with praise pursue,
Whom these admired events convince
that all thy works are true.

5 They all thy wondrous ways, O Lord,
with cheerful songs shall bless;
And all thy glorious acts record,
thy awful power confess.

6 For God, although enthroned on high,
does thence the poor respect;
The proud far off his scornful eye
beholds with just neglect.

7 Though I with troubles am oppress'd
he shall my foes disarm,
Relieve my soul when most distress'd,
and keep me safe from harm.

8 The Lord, whose mercies ever last.
shall fix my happy state;
And mindful of his favours past,
shall his own work complete.

PSALM 139.

HOU, Lord, by strictest search hast known
T My rising up and lying down;
My secret thoughts are known to thee,
Known long before conceived by me.
3 Thine eye my bed and path surveys,
My public haunts and private ways;

4 Thou know'st what 'tis my lips would vent,
My yet unutter'd words' intent.

5 Surrounded by thy power I stand;

On every side I find thy hand :

6 O skill for human reach too high !

Too dazzling bright for mortal eye!

7 O could I so perfidious be,
To think of once deserting thee,
Where, Lord, could I thy influence shun?
Or whither from thy presence run?

8 If up to heaven I take my flight,

'Tis there thou dwell'st, enthron'd in light;
If down to hell's infernal plains,
'Tis there Almighty vengeance reigns.
9 If I the morning's wings could gain,
And fly beyond the western main,
10 Thy swifter hand would first arrive,
And there arrest thy fugitive.

11 Or, should I try to shun thy sight
Beneath the sable wings of night;
One glance from thee, one piercing ray,
Would kindle darkness into day.
12 The veil of night is no disguise,
No screen from thy all-searching eyes,

In secret how exactly wrought,
Ere from its dark enclosure 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 the account but new begun.

19 The wicked thou shalt slay, O God:
Depart from me, ye men of blood,

20 Whose tongues heaven's Majesty profane,
And take the Almighty's name in vain.
21 Lord, hate not I their impious crew,
Who thee with enmity pursue?
And does not grief my heart oppress,
When reprobates thy laws transgress?
22 Who practise enmity to thee
Such men I utterly detest,
Shall utmost hatred have from me;

As if they were my foes profest.

23, 24 Search, try, O God, my thoughts and heart, If mischief lurk in any part;

Correct me where I go astray,

And guide me in thy perfect way.

PSALM 140.

PR treacherous intent;

RESERVE me, Lord, from crafty foes

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.

4 Preserve me, Lord, from wicked hands,
nor leave my soul forlorn,
A prey to sons of violence,

who have my ruin sworn.

5 The proud for me have laid their snare,
and spread their wily net;

With traps and gins, where'er I move,
I find my steps beset.

6 But thus environ'd with distress,
thou art my God, I said;

Lord, hear my supplicating voice,
that calls to thee for aid.

7 O Lord, the God whose saving strength
kind succour did convey,

Through midnight shades thou find'st thy way, And cover'd my adventurous head

As in the blazing noon of day.

13 Thou know'st the texture of my heart,

My reins, and every vital part;

Each single thread in nature's loom,

By thee was cover'd in the womb.

in battle's doubtful day;

8 Permit not their unjust designs

to answer their desire;

Lest they, encouraged by success,
to bolder crimes aspire.

14 I'll praise thee, from whose hands I came, 9 Let first their chiefs the sad effects

A work of such a curious frame;

The wonders thou in me hast shown,
My soul with grateful joy must own.

15 Thine eyes my substance did survey,
Whilst yet a lifeless mass it lay,

of their injustice mourn;

The blast of their envenom'd breath
upon themselves return.

10 Let them who kindle first the flame,
its sacrifice become;

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