PSALM XV.-Ver. 1, 2, 3, 4.

WITHIN Thy tabernacle, LORD,
Who shall inhabit still?

Or whom wilt Thou receive to dwell
In Thy most holy hill?

The man whose life is incorrupt,
Whose works are just and straight,
Whose heart doth think the very truth,
And tongue speaks no deceit;
That to his neighbour doth no ill,
In body, goods, or name;
Nor willingly doth slanders raise
Which might impair the same.
That in his heart regardeth not
Malicious wicked men;

But those that love and fear the LORD,
He maketh much of them.

PSALM XVI. Ver. 8, 9, 10, 11.

I SET the LORD still in my sight,
And trust Him over all;

For He doth stand on my right hand,
Therefore I shall not fall.

Wherefore my heart and tongue also
Rejoice exceedingly;

My flesh likewise doth rest in hope
To rise again; for why?

Thou wilt not leave my soul in hell,
Because Thou lovest me;

Nor yet will give Thy holy one
Corruption for to see.

But wilt me shew the way to life,
Where there is joy in store;

And where at thy right hand there are
Pleasures for evermore.

PSALM XVII.-Ver. !, 5, 6.

O LORD, give ear to my just cause,
Attend unto my cry,

And hear the prayer I offer up
To Thee unfeignedly.

Then in Thy paths that be most pure,
LORD, guide me, and preserve,
That from the way wherein I walk,
My steps may never swerve:

For I do call to Thee, O LORD;
Surely Thou wilt me aid;

Then hear my prayer, and weigh right well
The words that I have said.

PSALM XVIII.-Part I.-Ver. 1, 2, 30.
With Gloria Patri.

GOD, my strength, and fortitude,
Of force I must love Thee;
Thou art my castle and defence,
In my necessity :

My God, my rock, in whom I trust,
The worker of my wealth;
My refuge, buckler, and my shield,
The horn of all my health.

For who is GOD, except the LORD?
For other there is none;

Or else who is omnipotent
Saving our God alone?

To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,
Immortal glory be;

As was, and is, and shall be still
To all eternity.

PSALM XVIII.-Part II.
Ver. 9, 10, 11, 12.

THE LORD descended from above.
And bow'd the heav'ns high;
And underneath His feet He cast
The darkness of the sky;

On cherubs and on cherubims
Full royally He rode,

And on the wings of mighty winds
Came flying all abroad.

And like a den most dark He made
His hid and secret place;
With waters black and airy clouds
Encompassed He was.

At his bright presence did thick clouds
In haste away retire;

And in the stead thereof did come
Hailstones and coals of fire.

PSALM XIX.-Part I.-Ver. 1, 2, 3.
With Gloria Patri.

THE heavens and firmament on high
Do wondrously declare

GOD's glory and omnipotence

His works, and what they are.

The wondrous works of GoD appear
By every day's success,

The nights likewise, which their race run,
The self-same thing express.

There is no language, tongue, or speech,
Where their sound is not heard,

In all the earth and coasts thereof
Their knowledge is conferr'd.

To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,
Immortal glory be;

As was, and is, and shall be still
To all eternity.

PSALM XIX.-Part II.
Ver. 9, 10, 11, 14.

THE fear of GOD is excellent,
And ever doth endure;
The judgments of the LORD also
Most righteous are and pure;
And more to be desired are
Than much fine gold alway;
The honey and the honeycomb
Are not so sweet as they.
By them Thy servant is forewarn'd
To have GOD in regard ;
And in performance of the same
There shall be great reward,
Accept my mouth, and heart also,
My words and thoughts each one;
For my Redeemer and my strength,
O LORD, Thou art alone.

PSALM XXII.-Ver. 23, 24, 25.
With Gloria Patri.

ALL ye that fear him, praise the LORD,
Thou, Jacob, Him adore;
And all ye seed of Israel

Fear Him for evermore:

For He despiseth not the poor;
He hideth not away

His countenance, when they do call,
But hears them when they pray.

Among the folk that fear the LORD,
I will therefore proclaim

Thy praise, and keep my promise made
For setting forth Thy name.

To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,
Immortal glory be;

As was, and is, and shall be still
To all eternity.

PSALM XXIII.-Ver. 1, 2, 3, 5.

My shepherd is the living LORD,
Nothing therefore I need:

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

He shall convert and glad my soul,
And bring my mind in frame,
To walk in paths of righteousness,
For His most holy name.

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

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

Through all my life Thy favour is
So frankly shewn to me,
That in Thy house for evermore
My dwelling place shall be.

PSALM XXIV.-Part I.

Ver. 3, 4, 5.

WHO is the man, O LORD, that shall
Ascend unto Thy hill;

Or pass into Thy holy place,

There to continue still?

E'en he whose hands and heart are pure,

Which nothing doth defile;

His soul not set on vanity,

And hath not sworn to guile.

Him that is such a one, the LORD
Most highly will regard,

And from his GOD and Saviour shall
Receive a just reward.