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5 To God eternal thanks be paid,

My sure defence, my constant aid:
To God my grateful songs I'll raise,
And, while I live, resound his praise.

PSALM 43.

(P. M. CALVARY.) The desponding Christian encouraging himself. 1 O My soul! what means this sadness?

Wherefore art thou thus cast down?
Let thy grief be turn'd to gladness;

Bid thy restless fears be gone:
Look to Jesus;

Trust in his all-powerful name. 2 What though Satan's strong temptations

Press around thee, day by day;
And thy sinful inclinations

Fill thee oft with sad dismay ?
Look to Jesus;

Thou shalt conquer through his blood. 3 Though ten thousand ills beset thee ·

From without and from within,
Jesus saith, “I'll ne'er forget thee;

66 But will save from death and sin :" He is faithful

To perform his promised word. 4 Though distresses now attend thee,

And thou tread the thorny road, His right hand shall still defend thee;

Soon He'll bring thee home to God : Therefore praise Him;Praise thy great Redeemer's name !

PSALM 46.
(P. M. AMPTON.)

God, the refuge of the distressed.
1 God is our refuge in distress;
A present help when dangers press;

In Him undaunted we'll confide, Though earth were from her centre tost, And mountains in the ocean lost,

Hurl'd downward by the roaring tide. 2 A gentler stream with gladness still The city of the Lord shall fill,

The royal seat of God most high ;
God dwells in Zion, whose fair towers
Shall mock the assaults of earthly powers,

While his Almighty aid is nigh.
3 In tumults, when the heathen raged,
And kingdoms war against us waged,

He thunder'd and dispers'd their powers;
The Lord of Hosts conducts our arms,
A tower of refuge in alarms,
Our fathers' Guardian God and ours.

PSALM 51.
(L. M. PANCRAS.)

Confession of natural corruption.
1 Lord! we are vile, conceived in sin,

And born unholy and unclean ;
Sprung from the head, whose guilty fall

Corrupts the race and taints us all. 2 Thy law demands a perfect heart,

But we're defiled in every part:
No outward forms can cleanse from sin,
Its leprosy lies deep within.

3 The precious blood of Christ alone

Hath power sufficient to atone,
To make the Æthiopian white,

And nature's darkness turn to light. 4. Wash out our guilt of crimson hue;

Create our sinful hearts anew;
The unhallow'd reign of sin efface,
And save us by thy sovereign grace.

PSALM 51.

(L. M. PANCRAS.)

Confession of actual transgression.
1 O LORD! behold our deep distress,

And now with speed some pity take !
Our sins forgive, our guilt suppress,

And spare us for thy mercy's sake. 2 Against Thee only have we sinn'd,

And done much evil in thy sight,
And if we should no mercy find,

Yet were thy judgments just and right. 3 But, Lord ! be gracious to our call :

Thy wrath avert, our fears remove,
Break down the separating wall,

That parts the sinner from thy love. 4 Our great and numerous crimes, O God!

With grief unfeign'd we now deplore:
Oh! cleanse them in the Saviour's blood,
And grant us grace to sin no more.

Psalm 57.

(L. M. RANDALL.)

Supplicating and praising God.
i Thy mercy, Lord ! to us extend;

On Thee alone our hopes depend :
Thy sheltering wings around us cast,

Till the rude storm be overpast.
2 Our heart, O God! our heart is fix'd;

Our fears with holy joy are mix’d;
And, with our hearts, our voice we raise

To Thee in grateful songs of praise. 3 Thy praises, Lord ! we will resound

To all the listening nations round?
Thy truth beyond the clouds extends;

Thy love the bighest heaven transcends. 4 Be Thou, O Lord ! exalted high;

And, as thy glory fills the sky,
So let it be on earth display'd,
Till Thou art here, as there, obey'd.

PSALM 65.
(L. M. MONTGOMERY.)

God the God of the seasons. 1 ETERNAL Source of every joy !

Praise shall our hearts and lips employ,
While in thy temple we appear,

To crown Thee Sovereign of the year. 2 Wide as the wheels of nature roll,

Thy hand supports and guides the whole;
The day is taught by Thee to rise,
The night by Thee to veil the skies.

3 The clouds, disposed at thy command,

Their fatness drop through every land:
Her various produce nature yields,

And plenty smiles o'er all her fields. 4 Seasons, and months, and weeks, and days,

Demand successive songs of praise :
Oh! be the grateful homage paid,

With morning light and evening shade ! 5 Here in thy house let incense rise,

As circling Sabbaths bless our eyes ;
Till to those glorious realms we soar,
Where days and years revolve no more.

PSALM 67.

(s. M. BATH.)

For the light of God's countenance. 1 With mercy, God of grace!

The sons of men behold;
The heavenly brightness of thy face

To all on earth unfold.
2 Thy holy will make known;

Thy saving health reveal ;
That all the world, thy statutes shew'n,

The song of praise may swell. 3 For when thy just command,

And gentle sway they feel,
Then every tongue in every land,

“ The song of praise shall swell.” 4 Then earth in faith and love

Shall bring her full increase ;
And Thou shalt bless us from above,

With thine eternal peace.

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