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Another of the fame.

HE mighty God, the Lord hath spoke, and call'd the earth upon,

Ev'n from the rifing of the fun,

unto his going down.

2 From out of Sion his own hill, where the perfection high

Of beauty is, from thence the Lord hath fhined gloriously.

3 Our God fhall come, and fhall no more be filent, but speak out;

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Before him fire fhall wafte, great storms fhall compass him about.

He to the heavens from above,

and to the earth below

Shall call, that he his judgments may before his people show.

5 Let all my faints together be unto me gathered;

Those that by facrifice with me

a covenant have made.

6 And then the heavens fhall declare his right'ousness abroad:

Because the Lord himself doth come, none else is judge but God.

7 Hear, O my people, and I'll speak;

O Ifrael by name,
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Against thee I will testify:
God, ev'n thy God, I am.

8 I, for thy facrifices few,

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reprove thee never will;

Nor for burnt off'rings to have been before me off'red ftill.

I'll take no bullock, nor he-goats,

from houfe nor folds of thine: 10 For beafts of forefts, cattle all

on thousand hills, are mine.

II The fowls are all to me well known, that mountains high do yield: And I do challenge as mine own, the wild beasts of the field.

12 If I were hungry, I would not to thee for need complain;

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For earth, and all its fulness, doth
to me of right pertain.

That I, to eat the flesh of bulls,
take pleasure, doft thou think?
Or, that I need to quench my thirft,
the blood of goats to drink?

14 Nay, rather unto me, thy God,
thanksgiving offer thou;

To the most High perform thy word, and fully pay thy vow.

15 And, in the day of trouble great, fee that thou call on me:

I will deliver thee, and thou
my name shalt glorify.

16 But God unto the wicked faith,

Why shouldst thou mention make Of my commands? how dar'ft thou in thy mouth my cov❜nant take?

17 Sith it is fo, that thou doft hate
all good inftruction:

And fith thou caft'ft behind thy back,
and flight'ft my words each one.

18 When thou a thief did'st see, then straight
thou join'd'ft with him in fin;
And with the vile adulterers

thou haft partaker been.

19 Thy mouth to evil thou doft give, thy tongue deceit doth frame.

20 Thou fit'ft, and 'gainst thy brother speak'st thy mother's fon to fhame.

21 These things thou wickedly haft done, and I have filent been:

Thou thought'ft that I was like thyself,
and did approve thy fin:

But I will fharply the reprove,
and I will order right

Thy fins and thy tranfgreffions
in presence of thy fight.

22 Confider this, and be afraid,
ye that forget the Lord,

Left I in pieces tear you all,

when none can help afford. 23 Who off'reth praise me glorifies: I will fhew God's falvation To him that ordereth aright his life and converfation.

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PSALM LI.

FTER thy loving kindness, Lord,
have mercy upon me;

For thy compaffions great, blot out
all mine iniquity.

2 Me cleanse from fin, and throughly wafh from mine iniquity :

3 For my tranfgreffions I confefs: my fin I ever see,

4 'Gainft thee, thee only have I finn'd, in thy fight done this ill:

That when thou fpeak'ftthou mayst be juft, and clear in judging still.

5 Behold, I in iniquity

was form'd the womb within:
My mother alfo me conceiv'd
in guiltinefs and fin.

6 Behold, thou in the inward parts
with truth delighted art:

And wifdom thou fhalt make me know within the hidden part.

Do thou with hyffop sprinkle me,
I fhall be cleansed fo:

Yea, wash thou me, and then I fhall
be whiter than the fnow.

8 Of gladness and of joyfulness make me to hear the voice: That fo thefe very bones, which thou haft broken, may rejoice.

9 All mine iniquities blot out,

thy face hide from my fin.

To Create a clean heart, Lord, renew a right fp'rit me within.

II Cast me not from thy fight, nor take thy holy fp'rit away.

12 Reftore me thy falvation's joy : with thy free fp'rit me stay, Then will I teach thy ways unto thofe that tranfgreffors be;

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And thofe that finners are, fhall then

be turned unto thee.

14 O God, of my falvation God, me from blood-guiltiness

Set free: then fhall my tongue aloud fing of thy righteousness.

15 My clofed lips, O Lord, by thee let them be opened;

Then fhall thy praises by my mouth abroad be publifhed.