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From the provisions of thy house,
We shall be fed with full repast; There mercy like a river flows,
And brings salvation to our taste.
Life like a fountain rich and free,
Springs from the presence of the Lord : And in his light our souls shall see The glories promis'd in his word.
PSALM XLI. P, M.
D LEST is the man who yields his store D With kind compassion to the poor ; In time of danger and of dread, The Lord himself will bring him aid: With length of days shall he be crown'd, For he a friend in heav'n has found.
Nor will that heav'nly friend forego
For God with hope shall raise his head,
PSALM LXVII. S. M. I TYYITH mercy gracious Lord ! ::
VV The sons of men behold ; :
To all on earth unfold.
Thy saving health reveal;
Their song of praise may swell.
And gentle sway they feel, ii Then ev'ry tongue in ev'ry land
"The song of praise shall swell." I Then earth of faith and love,
Shall bring her full increase, 1.- T While thou shalt bless us from above, With thine-eternal peace... T
''PSALM LXXIX. C. M." TTOW löng wilt thou be angry. Lord, OL Must we for ever mourn, ... Shall thy devouring jealous 'rage,
Like fire for ever burn.
10 think not on our former sing.':;:11
But speedily prevent : il 5! i The utter tuin of thy saints, to isil
Who now with grief repent." ..i
Thou God of our salvation, help,
And free our souls from blame: So shall our pardon and defence
Exalt thy glorious name.
So we thy people, and thy flock,
Shall ever praise thy name; And with glad hearts our grateful thanks
From age to age proclaim.
PSALM LXXXIV. C. M.
O GOD of host, the mighty Lord ! U How pleasant and how fair, . The sacred dwellings of thy love,
Thy earthly temples are. ..
Thrice blest are they, who in thy house
Their happy days prolong ;
And raise the heav'n taught song.
Blest, who their hopes on thee reclin'd, » Thy hallow'd courts explore; Whose steps, directed in thy ways,
Pursue them more and more.
Thus they advance from strength to strength
Thro' this dark vale of tears ;
Before bis God appears.
* PSALM XC. C. M./9.1." O LORD! our sure, our constant aid,
Our souls supreme abode, Who ere the heav'ns and earth were made,
Art one eternal God...? ? In death thou bid'Śt our bodies lie, i
Toʻlife recall'st again, When mercy's voice proclaims ơn'high, *-*
“Return ye sons of men." Thousands of years, Almighty Power!
Are moments in thy sight; ismia Day passes day, as flits the hour, 1
That marks the watch of night.
With wisdom's eye to see,
PSALM XCH. L. M.
My soul shall triumph in the Lord,
Soon may I see, and hear and know,
O COME, and to th' eternal King,
New songs of triumph let us sing; With holy transport him alone, The strength of our salvation own.
Extended wide beyond all bound,
O come, and to his name divine,
In him our God, our Father see;