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1810.

Mr URBAN,

June 27.

HE Fourth of June, our beloved Monarch's Birth-day, occasionally falls on

in a matter merely fortuitous, how very appropriate to that Anniversary is the last Psalm in the Morning Service of the 4th day of the Month.-I send you a Version of it, the insertion of which in your valuable Miscellany, if agreeable to you, will much oblige Yours, &c. PSALM XXI.

THE King, O Lord! shall in thy Strength rejoice,

With grateful Heart to Thee shall raise his Voice;

And, while thy saving Power his Mind
surveys,

Shall with exceeding Gladness sing thy
Praise.

For, what his Heart desir'd, in tender
Care,

Thy Bounty granted to his humble
Pray'r;

His Lips devoutly sought thy Grace and
Aid,

And Mercy answer'd the Request he
made.

H.

On the Most Highest plac'd his steadfast
trust,

Convine'd that Mercy will preserve the
Just!

But for th' Unrighteous-he shall surely know

The Terrors of thy Might; thine Hand
shall bow

His haughty Spirit, and thy red Right
Hand

Find out the Wicked that deform the
Land.

As in the Furnace melts the stubborn
Ore,

So thy fierce Wrath the Wicked shall
devour;

And Thou, the Favour of thy Might to In thy Displeasure the swift Fire shall

show,

With Love and Blessing shalt before

him go;

spread,

And dire Destruction mix him with the
Dead.

And, fix'd by Thee, the Diadem shall His Seed shall perish-tho' he grasp the

shed

Seraphic Radiance o'er the Monarch's
Head,

He ask'd for Life and Heaven indul

gent gave

The glorious Life that lasts beyond
the Grave-

To live for ever in the Realms above,
Eternal Regions of Eternal Love!

In thy Salvation great, his honour'd
Name,

Rich in the Colours of perennial Fame,
Shall glorious shine; and at his Palace
Gate

Renown and Worship shall attendant
wait.

For Thou shalt everlasting Joy bestow, Glad in thy saving Grace his Heart shall glow,

And, in thy Presence blest, the King
shall stand

Th' unshaken Guardian of his native
Land.

For why?-Firm in his Faith the Mo

narch trod

The Path of Virtue, and remember'd
God;