3 Thy righteousness, thy strength display,
And my protection be;
Teach me to know that only way,
Which leads to heaven and thee.
Temptation in Sickness overcome.
ORD! I can suffer thy rebukes,
When thou with kindness dost chastise,
But thy fierce wrath I cannot bear;
Oh! let it not against me rise.
2 Pity my languishing estate,
And ease the sorrows that I feel;
The wounds thy heavy hand hath made,
Oh! let thy gentler touches heal.
3 See how in sighs I pass my days,
And waste in groans the weary night!
My bed is watered with my tears;
My grief consumes, and dims my sight.
4 Look, how the powers of nature mourn!
How long, almighty God! how long?
When shall thine hour of grace return?
When shall I make thy grace my song?
PSALM 6, C. M.
Prayer under Rebukes,
aff 1 IN mercy, not in wrath, rebuke
Thy feeble worm, my God!
My spirit dreads thine angry look,
And trembles at thy rod.
2 Have mercy, Lord! for I am weak;
Regard my heavy groans;
Oh! let thy voice of comfort speak,
And heal my broken bones.
3 Oh! come, and show thy power to save,
And spare my fainting breath;
For who can praise thee in the grave,
Or sing thy name in death?
PSALM 6, 78.
Prayer in Affliction.
1 ENTLY, gently, lay thy rod
On my sinful head, O God!
Stay thy wrath, in mercy stay,
Lest I sink beneath its sway.
aff 2 Heal me, for my flesh is weak;
Heal me, for thy grace I seek;
This my only plea I make,-
Heal me for thy mercy's sake.
3 Who, within the silent grave,
Shall proclaim thy power to save?
Lord! my sinking soul reprieve;
Speak, and I shall rise and live.
4 Lo! he comes-he heeds my plea;
Lo! he comes-the shadows flee;
Glory round me dawns once more;
Rise, my spirit! and adore.
God's Care of his People in Persecution.
Y trust is in my heavenly friend,
My hope in thee, my God!
Rise, and my helpless life defend
From those who seek my blood.
2. If I have e'er provoked them first,
Or once abused my foe;
Then let them tread my life to dust,
And lay mine honor low.
"If there were malice hid in me,-
I know thy piercing eyes,—
I should not dare appeal to thes,
Nor ask my God to rise.
4 Arise, my God! lift up thy hand,
Their pride and power control;
Awake to judgment, and command
Deliverance for my soul.
PSALM 8, First Part, L. M.
The Hosanna of the Children.
ALMIGHTY Ruler of the skies!
Through the wide earth thy name is spread, And thine eternal glories rise
O'er all the heavens thy hands have made.
mf 2 To thee the voices of the young
A monument of honor raise;
And babes, with uninstructed tongue,
Declare the wonders of thy praise.
3 Thy power assists their tender age
To bring proud rebels to the ground;
To still the bold blasphemer's rage,
And all their policies confound.
4 Children amidst thy temple throng,
To see their great Redeemer's face;
The son of David is their song,
And young hosannas fill the place.
PSALM 8, Second Part, L. M.
Christ's Condescension and Glorification.
10 LORD, our Lord! in power divine,
How great is thy illustrious name!
Through all the earth thy glories shine,
Placed high above the heavenly frame.
2 Down from his throne thy Son descends,
A little time our form to wear;
Beneath th' angelic hosts he bends,
Our sufferings and our sins to bear.
3 But, lo! thy power exalts him high,
In glorious dignity enthroned:
He bears our nature to the sky,
O'er all thy works the ruler crowned.
4 Jesus, our Lord! in power divine,
How great is thy illustrious name! Through all the earth thy glories shine;Let all the earth resound thy fame.
PSALM 8, First Part, C. M.
Creation and Redemption.
mf 10 LORD, our Lord! how wondrous great
Is thine exalted name!
The glories of thy heavenly state
Let men and babes proclaim.
2 When I behold thy works on high,
The moon that rules the night,
And stars that well adorn the sky,
Those moving worlds of light ;—
3 Lord! what is man, or all his race,
Who dwells so far below,
That thou shouldst visit him with grace,
And love his nature so?-
4 That thine eternal Son should bear
To take a mortal form,
Made lower than his angels are,
To save a dying worm?
5 Yet, while he lived on earth unknown,
And men would not adore,
Behold obedient nature own
His Godhead, and his power!
6 Let him be crowned with majesty,
Who bowed his head to death;
And be his honors sounded high,
By all things that have breath.
PSALM 8, Second Part, C. M.
God's Condescension.
LORD, my King! how excellent
Thy name on earth is known!
Thy glory, in the firmament,
How wonderfully shown!
2 When I behold the heavens on high,-
The work of thy right hand,-
The moon and stars amid the sky
Thy lights in every land;-
3 Lord! what is man, that thou shouldst deign
On him to set thy love,
Give him awhile on earth to reign,
Then fill a throne above?
4 O Lord! how excellent thy name,
How manifold thy ways!
Let time thy saving truth proclaim,-
Eternity thy praise.
PSALM 8, S. M.
God's Grace to Men,
LORD, our heavenly King!
Thy name is all divine;
Thy glories round the earth are spread,
And o'er the heavens they shine.
2 When, to thy works on high,
I raise my wondering eyes,
And see the moon, complete in light,
Adorn the darksome skies;
3 When I survey the stars,
And all their shining forms,-
Lord! what is man, that worthless thing,
Akin to dust and worms?
4 Lord! what is worthless man,
That thou shouldst love him so?
Next to thine angels is he placed,
And Lord of all below.
5 How rich thy bounties are!
And wondrous are thy ways!
Of dust and worms, thy power can frame
A monument of praise.
PSALM 8, 7s.
The Praises of Children.
1 LORY to the Father give,—
U God, in whom we move and live:
Children's prayers he deigns to hear;
Children's songs delight his ear.
2 Glory to the Son we bring,
Christ, our prophet, priest and king!
Children! raise your sweetest strain
To the Lamb, for he was slain.
3 Glory to the Holy Ghost;
Be this day a pentecost:
Children's minds may he inspire;
Touch their lips with holy fire.
4 Glory in the highest be
To the blesséd Trinity,
For the gospel from above,
For the word, that "God is love."
PSALM 9, First Part, C. M.
Wrath and Mercy from the Judgment-Seat.
ITH my whole heart I'll raise my song,
Thy wonders I'll proclaim;
Thou sovereign judge of right and wrong
Wilt put my foes to shame.
2 I'll sing thy majesty and gráce;
My God prepares his throne
To judge the world in righteousness,
And make his vengeance known.
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