LXII.

SEVENTY-FIRST PSALM.

Verses 17-21. (By Dr. Watts.)

1. GOD of my childhood and my youth, Thou guide of all my days;

I have declared thy love and truth
And told thy wondrous ways.

2. Wilt thou forsake my hoary hairs
And leave my fainting heart?
Who shall sustain my sinking years
If Thou, my strength, depart?

3. The land of silence and of death
Attends my next remove:

O may those poor remains of breath
Teach the wide world thy love!

4. Oft have I heard thy threatnings roar And oft endured grief:

But when thy hand did press me sore
Thy mercy gave relief.

5. By long experience I have known,
Thy sovereign power to save:
At thy command I venture down
Securely to the grave!

72nd Psalm, "Jesus shall reign, &c." (See Hymn 18th.)

LXIII.

SEVENTY-THIRD PSALM.

(By Dr. Watts.)

1. NOW I'm convinced the Lord is kind To men of heart sincere ;

Yet once my foolish thoughts repined,
And border'd on despair.

2. I grieved to see the wicked thrive,
And spoke with angry breath,
'How happily do sinners live:

'How peaceful is their death!

3. In vain I lift

my

hands to pray,

And cleanse my heart in vain :

• For I am chasten'd all the day,
'The night renews my pain.'

4. But while my tongue indulged complaints, 1 felt my soul reprove;

*Sure I shall thus offend Thy saints.
'And grieve the God I love.'

5. Yet, still I found these doubts too hard;

The conflict too severe;

Till I retired to search Thy word,

And learn'd Thy secrets there.

6. There, as in some prophetic glass,
I saw the sinners' feet

High mounted on a slippery place;
But soon their doom they meet.

7. I heard the wretch profanely boast,
Till at Thy frown he fell :

His honors in a dream were lost,
And he awoke in hell!

1. GOD, my supporter and my hope,

My help for ever near :

Thine arm of mercy held me up,
When sinking in despair!

2. Thy counsel still shall guide my feet Through this dark wilderness;

Thine hand conduct me near thy seat,
To dwell before thy face.

3. What if the springs of life were broke,
And heart and flesh should faint;
God is my soul's eternal rock,

The strength of every saint,

LXV.

EIGHTY-FOURTH PSALM.

(By Dr. Watts.)

1. LORD of the worlds above;
How pleasant and how fair
The dwellings of thy love,
Thine earthly temples are!
To thine abode my heart aspires,
With warm desires for Thee my God.

2. O happy those who pray

Where God appoints to hear!

O happy men that pay

Their constant service there!

They praise thee still; and happy they
Who love the way to Sion's hill.

3. These go from strength to strength Through this dark vale of tears: Till each arrive at length;

Till each in heaven appears.

O glorious seat, when God our King
Shall thither bring our willing feet!

4. God is a sun and shield,

A light and a defence :
With gifts his hands are fill'd ;
We draw our blessings thence:
He shall bestow on Jacob's race

Peculiar

grace, and glory too.

LXVI.

NINETIETH PSALM.

(By Dr. Watts.).

1. O GOD, our help in ages past,
Our hope for years to come;
Our shelter from the stormy blast,
And our eternal home:

2. Under the shadow of thy wings,
Still may we dwell secure :
Sufficient is Thine arm alone;
And our defence is sure!

3. Before the hills in order stood, Or earth received her frame; From everlasting Thou art God, To endless years the same.

[4. Time, like an ever rolling stream, Bears all its sons away: