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The nations learn his righteousness,
And humble sinners taste his grace.

PSALM 22, C. M.

Christ's Sufferings and Victories.

"NOW; in the hour of deep distress,
My God! support thy Son,

When horrors dark my soul oppress,

Oh! leave me not alone!"

2 Thus did our suffering Saviour pray,
With mighty cries and tears;

God heard him, in that dreadful day,
And chased away his fears.

3 Great was the vict'ry of his death,
His throne 's exalted high;

And all the kindreds of the earth
Shall worship,-or shall die.

4 The meek and humble soul shall see
His table richly spread;

And all that seek the Lord shall be,
With joys immortal, fed.

mf 5 The isles shall know the righteousness
Of our incarnate God;

And nations, yet unborn, possess
Salvation in his blood.

PSALM 23, L. M.

God, our Shepherd.

1 MY shepherd is the living Lord;

Now shall my wants be well supplied: His providence and holy word

Become my safety, and my guide.

2 In pastures where salvation grows,
He makes me feed, he makes me rest;
There living water gently flows,
And all the food 's divinely blest.

3 My wandering feet his ways mistake;
But he restores my soul to peace,
And leads me, for his mercy's sake,
In the fair paths of righteousness.

4 Though I walk through the gloomy vale,
Where death and all its terrors are,

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My heart and hope shall never fail,

For God, my shepherd, 's with me there.

5 Surely the mercies of the Lord

Attend his household, all their days;
There will I dwell to hear his word,
To seek his face, and sing his praise.

PSALM 23, L. M., 6 Lines.

Jehovah, the Shepherd of his People.

dol 1 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 will attend,
And all my midnight hours defend.
2 When in the sultry glebe I faint,
Or on the thirsty mountain pant,
To fertile vales and dewy meads,
My weary, wandering steps he leads;
Where peaceful rivers, soft and slow,
Amid the verdant landscape flow.
3 Though in a bare and rugged way,
Through devious, lonely wilds I stray,
Thy presence shall my pains beguile;
The barren wilderness shall smile,
With sudden greens and herbage crowned,
And streams shall murmur all around.
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With gloomy horrors overspread,

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PSALM 23, First Part, C. M.

The watchful Shepherd.

dol 1 MY shepherd will supply my need,

Jehovah is his name;

In pastures fresh he makes me feed,
Beside the living stream.

2 He brings my wandering spirit back,
When I forsake his ways;

And leads me, for his mercy's sake,
In paths of truth and grace.

3 When I walk through the shades of death,
Thy presence is my stay;

A word of thy supporting breath
Drives all my fears away.

4 The sure provisions of my God
Attend me, all my days;

Oh! may thy house be mine abode,
And all my work be praise.

5 There would I find a settled rest,-
While others go and come,-

No more a stranger or a guest,
But like a child at home.

PSALM 23, Second Part, C. M.
Gratitude and Hope.

1 MY soul! triumphant in the Lord,
Proclaim thy joys abroad,

And march with holy vigor on,
Supported by thy God.

2 Through every winding maze of life,
His hand has been my guide;
And, in his long-experienced care,
My heart shall still confide.

3 His grace, through all the desert flows,
An unexhausted stream;

That grace, on Zion's sacred mount,
Shall be my endless theme.

4 Beyond the choicest joys of time,
Thy courts on earth I love;

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But Oh! I burn with strong desire
To view thy house above.

5 There, joined with all the shining band,

My soul would thee adore;

A pillar in thy temple fixed,

To be removed no more.

PSALM 23, First Part, 8. M.
The good Shepherd.

THE Lord my shepherd is,
I shall be well supplied:

Since he is mine, and I am his,
What can I want beside?

dol 2 He leads me to the place,

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Where heavenly pasture grows,
Where living waters gently pass,
And full salvation flows.

3 If e'er I go astray,

He doth my soul reclaim;

And guides me in his own right way,
For his most holy name.

4 While he affords his aid,

I cannot yield to fear;

Tho' I should walk thro' death's dark shade,
My shepherd's with me there.

5 Amid surrounding foes,

Thou dost my table spread;
My cup with blessings overflows,
And joy exalts my head.

6 The bounties of thy love

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Shall crown my foll'wing days;
Nor from thy house will I remove,
Nor cease to speak thy praise.

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PSALM 23, Second Part, S. M.
The Presence of Christ.

HILE my Redeemer 's near,
My shepherd, and my guide,
I bid farewell to every fear;
My wants are all supplied.

dol 2 To ever-fragrant meads,

Where rich abundance grows,
His gracious hand indulgent leads,
And guards my sweet repose.

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My wandering feet restore;

And guard me with thy watchful eye,
And let me rove no more.

PSALM 23, H. M.

The faithful Shepherd.

1 MY Shepherd's name is Love

Jehovah, God above;

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Where tender herbage grows,
And peaceful water flows,
He gently leads, he kindly feeds,
And lulls me then to sweet repose.
2 If e'er I heedless stray,
He shows my feet the way;

Yea, though through dreary glades,
I walk in dismal shades,

No harm I fear, for thou art near,
Thy faithful staff my progress aids.
3 When raging foes surround,
My comforts still abound;
I breathe a fragrant air,

And feed on sweetest fare:
Thus in thy fold, when worn and old,
I'll dwell secure beneath thy care.

PSALM 23, 11s.

The Care of the good Shepherd.

THE Lord is my shepherd, no want shall I know;
I feed in green pastures, safe-folded I rest;
He leadeth my soul where the still waters flow,
Restores me when wandering, redeems when
oppressed.

2 Through the valley and shadow of death, though
I stray,

Since thou art my guardian, no evil I fear; Thy rod shall defend me, thy staff be my stay ; No harm can befall, with my comforter near. 3 In the midst of affliction my table is spread; With blessings unmeasured my cup runneth o'er ;

With perfume and oil thou anointest my head; Oh! what shall I ask of thy providence more? mf 4 Let goodness and mercy, my bountiful God! Still follow my steps, till I meet thee above; I seek-by the path which my forefathers trod, Through the land of their sojourn―thy kingdom of love.

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PSALM 23, 78.

The heavenly Shepherd.

1 TO thy pastures, fair and large,

Heavenly Shepherd! lead thy charge;