PSALM XXIII. Version 2.

MY

Version 2. C. M.

Y shepherd is the living Lord,
Nothing therefore I need:

In pastures fair, near pleasant streams,
He setteth me to feed.

He shall convert and glad my soul,
And bring my mind in frame
To walk in paths of righteousness,
For his most holy name.

Yea, tho' I walk in vale of death,
Yet will I fear no ill:

Thy rod and staff do comfort me,
And thou art with me still.

And in the presence of my foes:
My table thou shalt spread;
Thou wilt fill full my cup, and thou
Anointed hast my head.

Through all my life, thy favour is
So frankly shew'd to me,
That in thy house for evermore

My dwelling place shall be.

PSALM XXIII. Version 3. L. M.

MY Shepherd is the living Lord,

Now shall my wants be well supplied:
His providence and holy word
Become my safety and my guide.

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

My wand'ring 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.

Tho' I walk thro' the gloomy vale,
Where death and all its terrors are,
My heart and hope shall never fail,
For God my Shepherd's with me there.

Amidst the darkness and the deeps,
Thou art my comfort, thou my stay:
Thy staff supports my feeble steps,
Thy rod directs my doubtful way.

Surely the mercies of the Lord
Attends his household all their days;
There will I dwell to hear his word,
To seek his face, and sing his praise.

PSALM XIX. S. M.

BEHOLD the morning sun

Begins his glorious way;

His beams thro' all the nations run,

And life and light convey.

But where the gospel comes
It spreads diviner light,

It calls dead sinners from their tombs,
And gives the blind their sight.

How perfect is thy word!

And all thy judgments just!
For ever sure thy promise, Lord,
And men securely trust.

My gracious God, how plain
Are thy directions giv'n!
O may I never read in vain,
But find the path to heav'n.

PAUSE.

I hear thy word with love,
And I would fain obey;
Send thy good spirit from above
To guide me lest I stray.

O who can ever find
The errors of his ways?

Yet with a bold presumptuous mind,
I would not dare transgress.

Warn me of ev'ry sin;

Forgive my secret faults:

And cleanse this guilty soul of mine,
Whose crimes exceed my thoughts.

While with my heart and tongue
I spread thy praise abroad;
Accept the worship and the song,
My Saviour and my God!

THY

PSALM XXV. S. M.

THY mercies and thy love
O Lord! recall to mind;
And graciously continue still
As thou wert ever kind.

Let all my youthful sins
Be blotted out by thee,

And for thy boundless pity's sake,
In mercy think on me.

His mercy and his truth

The righteous Lord displays
In bringing wand'ring sinners home,
And teaching them his ways.

He those in justice guides

Who his direction seek;

And in his sarced paths shall lead
The humble and the meek.

Thro' all the ways of God

Both truth and mercy shine, To such as with religious hearts, To his blest will incline.

TH

PSALM XXXIV. C. M.

NHRO' all the changing scenes of life
In trouble and in joy,

The praises of my God shall still
My heart and tongue employ.

Of his deliv'rance I will boast,
Till all that are distress'd
From my example comfort take,
And charm their griefs to rest.

O magnify the Lord with me,
With me exalt his name;
When in distress to him I call'd,
He to my succour came.

O make but trial of his love,
Experience will decide

How blest they are, and only they,

Who in his truth confide.

Fear him, ye saints, and you will then
Have nothing else to fear;
Make you his service your delight,
He'll make your wants his care.

PSALM XXXVI. L. M.

TIGH in the heav'ns eternal God; Thy goodness in full glory shines; Thy truth shall break thro' ev'ry cloud That veils and darkens thy designs.

O God! how excellent thy grace,
Whence all our hope and comfort springs,
The sons of men in their distress,
Fly to the shadow of thy wings.

C