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Nor sin, nor death, nor hell,
Shall evermore remove,
And perfected in love.
PSALM V. PART I.
LORD, incline thy gracious ear,
My plaintive sorrows weigh;
To thee 1 humbly pray!
Come, O my God, and King,
And full deliverance bring.
2 On thee, O God of purity,
I wait for hallowing grace ;
The glories of thy face:
Thou never canst delight;
Appear before thy sight.
Or speak iniquity;
Are both abhorr'd by thee:
Shall find its fearful doom;
Thou surely shalt consume.
I will approach thy gate,
Or in thy courts to wait:
To all so freely given,
And lift my sont to heaven.
Nor suffer me to slide:
My God, be thou my guide!
foes suppress, Whose throat an open grave, whose heart
Is desp’rate wickedness. 6 Thou, Lord, shalt drive them from thy face,
And finally consume;
Shall to the utmost come.
Thy mercy shall proclaim,
Their great Redeemer's name. 7 Protected by thy guardian-grace,
They shall extol thy power;
And triumph evermore:
Defended from above,
PSALM VI. 1 ORD, in 'thy wrath no more chastise,
Nor let thy whole displeasure rise
And full of sin and pain.
O when shall it be o'er!
And bid me sin no more.
Or tell thy pard'ning grace:
Who dies unpurg'd, for ever dies;
Shut in his own place.
I languish for relief:
My life's worn out with grief.
My troublers all away?
For God hath heard me pray. 6 The Lord hath heard my groans and tears, The Lord shall still accept my prayers,
And all my foes o’erthrow:
A spotless saint below.
PSALM XIII. PART I.
1 OW long wilt thou forget me, Lord ?
Wilt thou for ever hide thy face?
An alien from the life of grace! 2 How long shall I inquire within,
And seek thee in my heart in vain?
Gall'd with the tyrant's iron chain! 3 How long shall Satan's rage pregail?
(I ask thee with a falt'ring tongue) See at thy feet my spirit fail,
And hear me feebly groan, How long ! 4 Hear me, O Lord my God, and weigh
My sorrows in the scale of love;
The darkness from my soul remove.
5 Open my faith's enlighten'd eyes,
O snatch me from the gulf beneath;
His victory o'er a child of thine;
In Satan's hellish triumph join. 7 Will they not charge my fall on thee?
Will they not dare my God to blame? My God, forbid the blasphemy;
Be jealous for thy glorious name. 8 Thou wilt, thou wilt! my hope returns;
A sudden spirit of faith I feel;
And God shall there for ever dwell! 9 My trust is in thy gracious power,
I glory in salvation near;
When perfect love shall cast out fear. 10 I sing the goodness of the Lord,
The goodness I experience now;
My Saviour to the utmost thou. 11 Thy love I ever shall proclaim,
A mon’ment of thy mercy I;
PSALM XXXVIII, 1 MIDST thy wrath, remember love,
Restore thy servant, Lord !
Like an avenger's sword.
And o'er my head are gone:
Too great for me to’ atone,
s My thoughts are like a troubled sea,
My head still bending down;
Father, beneath thy frown.
Thine eyes count every tear:
Is notic'd in thine ear.
O hearken to my cry;
When Satan bids me dię.
I grieve for all my sin ; My helpless impotence I see,
And beg support divine.
Be thou for ever nigh:
And save me, or I die.
THOU, that hear'st when sinners cry,
crimes before thee lie; Behold me not with angry look,
But blot their mem'ry from thy book. 2 Create my nature pure within,
And form my soul averse from sin;
Nor hide thy presence from my heart. 3 I cannot live without thy light,
Cast out and banish'd from thy sight:
And guard me that I fall no more.
His help and comfort still afford;