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PSALM XIX. Version 3.

S. M.

BEHOLD! the morning sun

Begins his glorious way;

His beams o'er earth's wide surface run,
And gladden it with day.
But Lord, thy Word supplies
A brighter, holier light;

It trains the simple to be wise,
And gives the blind their sight.
Teach me to feel its worth,
Its hidden power to see,

And kindle, as it shadows forth,
The glory yet to be.

Teach me, with stedfast heart,
That glory to pursue;

Till joyous from the tomb I start,
And find the vision true.

(From "The Spirit of the Psalms.") 1 THE King Messiah reigns on high, His heart's desire fulfill'd;

His arm hath won the victory, And man's salvation seal'd. 2 Th' Almighty Father on his head Hath plac'd the victor's crown, And through the universe shall spread His glory and renown.

3 To endless life and boundless power
His human-nature rais'd,

With God the Father evermore
O let his Name be prais'd!

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PSALM XXIII. Version 1. 6 EIGHTS.

THE Lord my pasture shall prepare, And feed me with a shepherd's care: His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye: My noon-day walks He shall attend, And all my midnight hours defend. 2 When on the sultry glebe I faint, Or on the thirsty mountain pant, In fertile vales and dewy meads My weary wand'ring steps He leads, Where peaceful rivers, soft and slow, Amidst the verdant landscape flow. 3 Though in the paths of death I tread, With gloomy horrors overspread, My stedfast heart shall feel no ill, For Thou, O Lord, art with me still : Thy friendly hand shall give me aid, And guide me through the awful shade.

PSALM XXIII. Version 2.

C. M.

1 MY Shepherd is the living Lord,

I therefore nothing need;

In pastures fair, near pleasant streams,
He setteth me to feed.

2 He shall convert and glad my soul,
And bring my mind in frame

To walk in paths of righteousness
For his most holy Name.

3 Yea, though I walk the vale of death,
Yet will I fear no ill;

Thy rod and staff they comfort me,
And Thou art with me still.

4 Through all my life, thy favour is So freely shewn to me,

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That in thy house, for evermore,
My dwelling-place shall be.

PSALM XXVI. c.M.

(From "The Spirit of the Psalms.")

WE love thy holy temple, Lord,

For there Thou deign'st to dwell; And there the teachers of thy Word Of all thy mercies tell.

2 There, in thy pure and cleansing fount, Wash'd from each guilty stain,

Our souls on wings of faith shall mount
To heaven's eternal fane.

3 Around thine altar will we kneel,
In penitence sincere;
Deeply a Saviour's mercy feel,

And words of pardon hear.

4 Or, mingling with the choral throng,
Our joyful voices raise,

And pour the full melodious song
In notes of grateful praise.

PSALM XXVIII. 6 EIGHTS.

1 GOD, our Strength, to Thee we pray;

Turn not Thou thy face away;

Gracious to our vows attend,

Thou, our Saviour, and our Friend!
Give us, Lord, thy love to share ;
Feed us with a shepherd's care.

2 Let us-(for with pitying ear
Thou our prayer hast deign'd to hear)—
Let us thanks perpetual yield,
Thou our Strength, and Thou our Shield;
On thy sure and present aid
Be our hopes for ever stay'd.

PSALM XXX. 6 EIGHTS.

(From "The Spirit of the Psalms.”)

10 GRACIOUS Lord, to whom in vain

Thy suff'ring people ne'er complain; Whose mighty arm and healing power Are present in the needful hour; Accept the grateful songs we raise, The humble tribute of our praise! 2 Thy justly-kindled wrath how brief! Thy love how prompt to give relief! The tears that bathe our couch at night Are chas'd away ere morning-light; For grief is but a transient guest Within the Christian's faithful breast. 3 Receive then, Lord, the thanks we owe, Thou, who hast chang'd our weeds of woe For robes of joy, and songs of praise, And crown'd with endless life our days: O let our loudest notes proclaim Glory to Thy Almighty Name!

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PSALM XXXIII. L. M. (From "The Spirit of the Psalms.") E ransom'd of the Lord, rejoice, 'Tis yours to raise the tuneful voice: Prepare your hearts, ye just, to sing The praises of your Heav'nly King.

2 His word is truth, His works are right; Justice and mercy His delight.

He spake the glorious heav'ns were made: He spake-earth's wonders were display'd. 3 The gather'd seas, at His command, A treasur'd deep collected stand: He reigns supreme, great Lord of all: He wills, and mightiest monarchs fall. 4 Sing then to God new songs of praise, Whose power the universe obeys: Sing of His providence and grace, Whose presence fills creation's space.

PSALM XXXIV. C. M.

1 THRO' all the changing scenes of life,
In sorrow and in joy,
The praises of our God shall still
Our hearts and tongues employ :

2 Of all His mercies will we sing,
Till every troubled breast
Learns, from the heart-consoling theme,
To charm its griefs to rest.

3 His angel-guards encamp around
The dwellings of the just;

He hears, He answers ev'ry prayer
That's breath'd in humble trust.

4 Cast we our cares upon the Lord;
And let experience prove,

How sure, how faithful, is his Word,
How infinite his love.