4 For benefits each day bestow'd, 1 52. SAVE PSALM LXIX. In time of Private Distress. L. M. AVE me, O God, from waves that roll, With painful steps in mire I tread, My voice is hoarse with long complaint; For help, with humble timely pray'r; 1 53. IN PSALM LXXI. For an Aged Person. N thee I put my stedfast trust, Defend me, Lord, from shame; Incline thine ear and save my soul, For righteous is thy name. C. M. 2 Be thou my strong abiding place, To which I may resort; "Tis thy decree that keeps me safe; Thou art my rock and fort. 3 Thy constant care did safely guard My tender infant days; Thou took'st me from my mother's womb To sing thy constant praise. 4 Reject not then thy servant, Lord, When I with age decay, Forsake me not when, worn with My vigour fades away. years, 54. PSALM LXXII. C. M. 1 OF In Seed time. F useful grain, through all the land, A handful sown on mountain-tops 2 Its fruit, like cedars shook by winds, 3 The mem'ry of God's glorious name 4 In him the nations of the world 5 Let earth be with his glory fill'd, Whilst to his praise the list'ning world 55. 1 PSALM LXXIII. L. M. WHOM then in heav'n, but God alone, Throughout the spacious earth there's none, 2 My trembling flesh and aching heart 3 For they that far from thee remove Thy vengeance shall destroy them all. 4 But as for me, 'tis good and just That I should still to God repair; In him I always put my trust, And will his wondrous works declare. 56. PSALM LXXVII. In time of Doubt and Despair. 1 TAS God for ever cast me off? H Withdrawn his favour quite ? Are both his mercy and his truth, 2 Can his long practis'd love forget Has he in wrath shut up and seal'd C. M 3 I said, my weakness hints these fears: I'll yet remember the Most High, 4 I'll call to mind his works of old, 1 On them my heart shall meditate, 57. HE PSALM LXXVIII. C. M. EAR, O my people! to my law Let the instruction of my mouth 3 To teach them that in God alone That they should ne'er forget his works, 4 Lest, like their fathers, they might prove 58. PSALM LXXIX. OW C. M. 1 How long wilt thou be angry, Lord? HOW Must we for ever mourn? Shall thy devouring jealous rage, 2 O think not on our former sins, 3 Thou God of our salvation, keep, 4 And we, thy people and thy flock, And with glad hearts our grateful thanks G |