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For thou, Q Lord! upon the just,
Wilt choicest gifts bestow,
Protect him from his foe.
PSALM VIII. C. M.
Within this earthly frame,
How glorious, &c.
When I the heav'ns, thy beauteous work,
With wond'ring eye survey, . The lucid moon, the starry train, Which wisdom's hand display.
Which wisdom's, &c.
With thy peculiar care?
Of love, &c.
To him thou gav'st a rank sublime,
Near angels, sons of light; Him thy beneficence endow'd. With honour, glory, might.
With honour, &c.
O Lord! to whom all creatures bow,
Within this earthly frame, Thro' all the world how great art thou!** How glorious thy náme!''.
. pillsvin How glorious, &c. para
To celebrate thy praise, O Lord! ! 1 I will my heart prepare,' . To all the list'ning world around, ...,
Thy wond'rous works declare.
The thought of them shall to my souls.
Exalted pleasure bring ; Whils't to thy name, Oʻthoú m
Triumphant praise I sing. eu.
All those who have his goodness prov’d,
Will in his truth confide; 1 Whose mercy ne'er forsook the man,
Who on his help rely'd.. ini
Sing praises therefore to the
From Sion his abode;
Confess no other God.
T ORD! whom wilt thou admit to dwell
Thy hallow'd courts among ?. i Ev'n he, who thinks the simple truth,
And speaks it with his tongue.
His neighbour to debase:
But shuns the wicked race.
The world may safely trust;
He keeps severely just.
Whose hands from bribes are pure;
That man shall stand secure.
PSALM XVI. C. M. ;
TO God I'll give eternal praise,
Whose wisdom yield me light, Whose secret counsel guides my steps,
Amidst the gloom of night.
Jehovah still in view :
And ills in vain pursue.
This swells my heart with grateful joy,
My tongue exults in praise;
And hope shall close my days.
My soul thou wilt not leave, Nor let corruption seize thy son
Within the gloomy grave.
Thy mercy will display ;
PSALM XIX. C. M.
The skies his deeds proclaim;.. Day tells the glorious truth to day,
And, night to night the same. In ev'ry nation, ev'ry clime,
Their awful voice is known, Even in earth's remotest bounds,
Their solemn tidings own. All perfect is the law of God,
And inward strength supplies ; His word unerring truth displays,
And makes the simple wise. The statutes of the Lord are just,
And cheer the drooping heart; His laws are pure from ev'ry stain,
And light and life impart.
By them thy servant is forewarn'd
The snares of vice to shun;
PSALM XXIII. C. M.'.
Y faithful shepherd is the Lord,... V My wants are all supply'd: In fertile meads he gives me rest, sed reis?
Where peaceful waters glide. His
He kindly cheers. my fainting soul,
Recalls me when I roam,
And gently guides me home.
My heart shall dread no ill:
My soul with comfort fill.
Evin in the sight of every foe
My table thou shalt spread,
Thy oil annoints my head.
Thro' ev'ry scene shall mercy smile,
And goodness me pursue; And in Jehovah's house will I
Each day his praise pursue..