If I the morning's wings could gain,
And fly beyond the western main,
Thy swifter hand would first arrive,
And there arrest thy fugitive!

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!

N. V.

PSALM 143. c. m.

Nor at thy strict tribunal bring
Thy servant to be tried ;
For in thy sight no living man
Can e'er be justified!
'Tis this my spirit overwhelms,
And sinks within my breast;
My mournful heart grows desolate,
With heavy fears opprest!
I call to mind thy love of old,

The mercies thou hast wrought,
Then from my terrors I escape,
And calm my secret thought.
Thou art my God! thy righteous will
Instruct me to obey ;

Let thy good Spirit lead and keep
My soul within thy way.

N. V.

PSALM 144. L. M.

LORD, what is man, that thou shouldst love

Of him such tender care to take?

Or sons of men, that can thee move
Such great account of them to make?

The life of man does quickly fade;
His thoughts but empty are and vain !
His days are like a flying shade,

Of whose short stay no signs remain !
Do thou, O Lord, from heav'n engage
Thy boundless power my fears to quell;
And snatch me from the stormy rage
Of sin's proud waves, that round me swell.

O. V. Second Version.

C. M.

BLEST be the Lord my strength, who gives Instruction for the fight;

The Lord that doth my courage frame

To battle in his might.

He is my hope, and fort, and tower,
Deliverer and shield;

In him I trust;-my spirit he

Subdues, to him to yield.

Send down thy hand from heav'n above, O Lord, deliver me :

Take me from waters great; from bands Of Satan set me free.

N. V.

PSALM 145. C. M.

THEE we'll extol, our God and King,
Thine endless praise proclaim;
This tribute daily we will bring,
And ever bless thy name.

The Lord is good; fresh acts of grace

His pity still supplies;

His anger moves with slowest pace;
His willing mercy flies.

His love thro' earth extends its fame,
In all his works exprest!

These shew his praise: let God's great name Throughout the world be blest.

N. V. Second Part. C. M.

How holy is the Lord:-how just,
How righteous all his ways!
How nigh to him, who, with firm trust,
For his assistance prays.

He hears, and grants the prayers of those
Who him with fear adore ;
He will their troubles soon compose,
When they his aid implore.

My time to come, in praises spent,
Shall still his love proclaim;
Let all mankind, with one consent,
For ever bless his name.

N. V. PSALM 146. C. M.

How happy he, who Jacob's God
For his protector takes;

Who still, with well-placed hope, the Lord
His constant refuge makes.

The penitent from all their woes
Are eased by his decree;

He gives the hungry needful food,
And sets the prisoners free.

By him the blind receive their sight,
The weak and fall'n he rears;
With kind regard the orphan loves,
And dries the widow's tears.

F

N. V.

PSALM 147. C. M.

GOD tells the number of the stars,
Their several paths he knows;
And yet he heals the broken heart,
And all its wounds doth close.

Tho' great the Lord, and great his power,
His wisdom has no bound;

He raises up the meek, and sets
Their feet on firmest ground.
The Lord, to all that fear his name,
Will tenderest love extend;
To all that on his boundless grace
With steadfast hope depend.

N. V. PSALM 148. P. M.
YE boundless realms of joy
Exalt your Maker's fame;
His praise your song employ
Above the starry frame :

Your voices raise, ye cherubim
And seraphim, to sing his praise.
Thou moon, that rul'st the night,
And sun, that guid'st the day,
Ye glittering stars of light,

To him your homage pay.

His praise declare, ye heavens above,
And clouds that move in liquid air.

Let man adore the Lord,

And praise his holy name;

By whose almighty word

Out of the dust he came!

This God shall last from changes free;
His firm decree stands ever fast.

O. v. Second Version. P. M.
GIVE glory to the Lord,

From heav'n that is so high!
Praise him in deed and word
Above the starry sky.

And also ye, angels, adore;

His boundless power, praise joyfully.
Praise him, both sun and moon,
Which shine so clear and bright!
The same by you be done,

Ye glittering stars of light!

And you no less, the heav'ns so fair,
Clouds of the air, his praise express.

The name of God shall

prove

To be most excellent;
Whose praise is far above

The earth and firmament!

And sure he shall in joy upraise
His saints that praise, and help us all!

N. V. PSALM 149. P. M.

O PRAISE ye the Lord, prepare your glad voice
His name in the great assembly to sing;
In our great Creator let Israel rejoice,

And children of Sion be glad in their King. Let them his great fame exalt with their praise; With timbrel and harp his glories express; Who always takes pleasure his saints to upraise, And with his salvation the humble to bless. With wisdom adorned, his people shall sing To God, who their lives in safety does shield; Their mouths fill'd with praises of him their great King, While the two-edged sword of the Spirit they wield.