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MAKER and sovereign Lord

PSALM 1. C. M.

13 He, like a plant by gentle streams,

Shall flourish in immortal green; The way and end of the righteous and the

And heaven will shine with kindest beams

On every work his hands begin.
LEST is the man who shuns the place 4 But sinners find their counsels crost;

As chaff before the tempest flies,
Who fears to tread their wicked ways,

So shall their hopes be blown and lost. And hates the scofler's seat:

When the last trumpet shakes the skies. 2 But in the statutes of the Lord

5 In vain the rebel seeks to stand Has placed his chief delight;

In judgment with the pious race; By day he reads or hears the word,

The dreadful Judge, with stern command, And meditates by night.

Divides him to a different place. 3 (He, like a plant of generous kind,

6 Straight is the way my saints have trod; By living waters set,

• I blest the path, and drew it plain; Safe from the storms and blasting wind,

* But you would choose the crooked road, Enjoys a peaceful state.]

* And down it leads to endless pain.' 4 Green as the leaf, and ever fair,

PSALM 2. S. M. Shall his profession shine,

Translated according to the divine pattern, While fruits of holiness appear

Acts iv, 24, &c. Like clusters on the vine.

Christ dying, rising, interceding, and 5 Not so the impious and unjust;

reigning. What vain designs they form!

1 Their hopes are blown away like dust

Of heaven, and earth, and seas, Or chaff before the storm.

Thy providence confirms thy word, 6 Sinners in judgment shall not stand

And answers thy decrees. Amongst the sons of grace,

2 The things so long foretold When Christ the Judge, at his right hand By David, are fulfillid, Appoints his saints a place.

When Jews and Gentiles join to slay 7 His eye beholds the path they tread,

Jesus, thine holy child.) His heart approves it well;

3 Why did the Gentiles rage ; But crooked ways of sinners lead

And Jews, with one accord, Down to the gates of hell.

Bend all their counsels to destroy

The Anointed of the Lord ?
PSALM 1. S. M.

4 Rulers and kings agree The saint happy, the sinner miserable. To form a vain design; 1

Against the Lord their powers unite,
THE man is ever blest

Against his Christ they join.

5 Among their counsels never stands,

The Lord derides their rage, Nor takes the scorner's place;

And will support his throne;

He that hath raised him from the dead, 2 But makes the law of God

Hath owned him for his Son. lis study and delight, Amidst the labours of the day

PAUSE, And watches of the night.

6 Now he's ascended high,

And asks to rule the earth; 3 He like a tree shall thrive

The merit of his blood he pleads,
With waters near the root:
Fresh as the leaf his name shall live;

And pleads his heavenly birth.

7 His works are heavenly fruit.

He asks, and God bestows

A large inheritance; 4 Not so the ungodly race,

Far as the world's remotest ends They no such blessings find :

His kingdom shall advance. Their hopes shall flee, like empty chaff

8 The nations that rebel Before the driving wind.

Must feel his iron rod; 5 How will they bear to stand

He'll vindicate those honours well
Before that judgment seat,

Which he received from God.
Where all the saints at Christ's right hand 9 [Be wise, ye rulers, now,
In full assembly meet?

And worship at his throre; 6 He knows, and he approves

With trembling joy, ye people, bow The way the righteous go;

To God's exalted Son. But sinners and their works shall meet 10 If once his wrath arise, A dreadful overthrow.

Ye perish on the place :

Then blessed is the soul that flies
PSALM 1. L. M.

For refuge to his grace.]
The difference between the righteous and the

PSALM 2, C, M, wicked.

The same 1 APPY the man whose cautious feet 1 Shun the broad way that sinners go,


did the nations join to slay Who hates the place where atheists meet, Why did they cast his laws away, And fears to talk as scoffers do.

And tread his gospel down ?
2 He loves to employ his morning light 2 The Lord that sits above the skies,
Amongst the statutes of the Lord;

Derides their rage below:
And spends the wakeful hours of night, He speaks with vengeance in his eyes,
With pleasure pondering o'er the word. And strikes their spirits through.

THEw shins vse bilesers' ways,



W Fre Romans why their swords employ? 1 O LO This beak State of Aesh and blood!

3 'I call him my Eternal Son,

15 He shed soft slumbers on mine eyes, * And raise him from the dead;

In spite of all my foes; I make my holy hill his throne,

I woke, and wondered at the grace * And wide his kingdom spread.

That guarded my repose.] 4. Ask me, my Son, and then enjoy

6 What though the hosts of death and hell • The utmost heathen lands:

All armed against me stood, • Thy rod of iron shall destroy

Terrors no more shall shake my soul; • The rebel that withstands.'

My refuge is my God. 5 Be wise, ye rulers of the earth,

7 Arise, O Lord, fulfil thy grace, Obey the anointed Lord;

While I thy glory sing; Adore the King of heavenly birth,

My God has broke the serpent's teeth, And tremble at his word.

And death has lost his sting. 6 With humble love address his throne; 8 Salvation to the Lord belongs, For if he frown, ye die:

His arm alone can save : Those are secure, and those alone,

Blessings attend thy people here,
Who on his grace rely.

And reach beyond the grave.
PSALM 2. L. M.

PSALM 3. 1-5, 8. L. M.
Christ's death, resurrection, and ascension.
1 HY ?

A Morning Psalm.

, how many Against the Lord their powers engage His dear Anointed to destroy ?

My peace they daily discompose, 2. Come, let us break his bands,' they say, But my defence and hope is God.

• This man shall never give us laws;' 2 Tired with the burdens of the day, And thus they cast his yoke away,

To thee I raised an evening cry; And nailed the Monarch to the cross.

Thou heardest when I began to pray, 3 But God, who high in glory reigns,

And thine almighty help was nigh. Laughs at their pride, their rage controls; 3 Supported by thine heavenly aid, He'll vex their hearts with inward pains, I laid me down and slept secure; And speak in thunder to their souls.

Not death should make my heart afraid, 4. I will maintain the King I made

Though I should wake and rise no more. • On Zion's everlasting hill,

4 But God sustained me all the night; My hand shall bring him from the dead, Salvation doth to God belong; * And he shall stand your Sovereign still.' He raised my head to see the light, 5 (His wondrous rising from the earth

And make his praise my morning song. Makes his eternal Godhead known; The Lord declares his heavenly birth,

PSALM 4. 1-3, 5-7. L. M. • This day have I begot my Son.

Hearing of prayer; or, God our portion, and 6. Ascend, my Son, to my right hand,

Christ our hope. • There thou shalt ask, and I bestow,

1 GOD of

0 • The utmost bounds of heathen lands;

grace and righteousness,

Hear and attend when I complain; To thee the northern isles shall bow.

Thou hast enlarged me in distress, 7 But nations that resist his grace

Bow down a gracious ear again. Shall fall beneath his iron stroke;

2 Ye sons of men, in vain ye try His rod shall crush his foes with ease,

To turn my glory into shame;
As potters' earthen work is broke.

How long will scoffers love to lie,

And dare reproach my Saviour's name? 8 Now, ye that sit on earthly thrones,

3 Know that the Lord divides his saints Be wise, and serve the Lord, the Lamb; From all the tribes of men beside ; Now at his feet submit your crowns,

He hears the cry of penitents, Rejoice and tremble at his name.

For the dear sake of Christ that died. 9 With humble love address the Son,

4 When our obedient hands have done Lest he grow angry, and ye die;

A thousand works of righteousness,
His wrath will burn to worlds unknown, We put our trust in God alone,
If ye provoke his jealousy.

And glory in his pardoning grace.
10 His storms shall drive you quick to hell; 5 Let the unthinking many say,
He is a God, and ye but dust :

· Who will bestow some earthly good ?' Happy the souls that know him well,

But, Lord, thy light and love we pray,
And make his grace their only trust.

Our souls desire this heavenly food.
PSALM 3. C. M.

6 Then shall my cheerful powers rejoice Doubts and fears supprest; or, God our

At grace and favours so divine ; defence from sin and Satan.

Nor will I change my happy choice,

For all their corn, and all their wine. 1

How fast my foes increase !

PSALM 4. 3-5, 8. C. M.
Conspiring my eternal death,
They break my present peace.

An Evening Psalm. 2 The lying tempter would persuade


LORD, thou wilt hear me when I pray, There's no relief in heaven; And all my swelling sins appear

I fear before thee all the day, Too big to be forgiven.

Nor would I dare to sin. 3 But thou, my glory and my strength, 2 And while I rest my weary head, Shalt on the tempter tread,

From cares and business free, Shalt silence all my threatening guilt,

'Tis sweet conversing on my bed And raise my drooping head.

With my own heart and thee. 4 [I cried, and from his holy hill

3 I pay this evening sacrifice : He bowed a listening ear;

And when my work is done, I called my Father and my God,

Great God! my faith and hope relies And he subdued my fear.

Upon thy grace alone.


4 Thus with my thoughts composed to peace, 3 See how I pass my weary days, I 'll give mine eyes to sleep;

In sighs and groans; and when 'tis night Thy hand in safety keeps my days,

My bed is watered with my tears;
And will my slumbers keep.

My grief consumes and dims my sight.
PSALM 5. C. M.

4 Look how the powers of nature mourn!

How long, Almighty God, how long ?
For the Lord's-day morning.

When shall thine hour of grace return? 1 ORD, in the morning thou shalt hear

When shall I make thy grace my song ? My voice ascending high;

5 I feel my flesh so near the grave, To thee will I direct my prayer,

My thoughts are tempted to despair ; To thee lift up mine eye;

But graves can never praise the Lord, 2 Up to the hills where Christ is gone

For all is dust and silence there. To plead for all his saints,

6 Depart, ye tempters, from my soul; Presenting at his Father's throne

And all despairing thoughts depart; Our songs and our complaints.

My God, who hears my humble moan, 3 Thou art a God, before whose sight

Will ease my flesh, and cheer my heart. The wicked shall not stand : Sinners shall ne'er be thy delight,

PSALM 7. C. M. Nor dwell at thy right hand.

God's care of his people, and punishment of 4 But to thy house will I resort,

persecutors. To taste thy mercies there; I will frequent thine holy court,


M trust is in my heavenly Friend ; And worship in thy fear.

Rise, and my helpless life defend 5 O may thy Spirit guide my feet

From those that seek my blood.
In ways of righteousness!
Make every path of duty straight,

2 With insolence and fury they And plain before my face.

My soul in pieces tear,

As hungry lions rend the prey,

When no deliverer 's near. 6 My watchful enemies combine

3 If I had e'er provoked them first, To tempt my feet astray;

Or once abused my foe,
They flatter with a base design
To make my soul their prey.

Then let him tread my life to dust,

And lay mine honour low. 7 Lord, crush the serpent in the dust,

4 If there be malice found in me, And all his plots destroy ; While those that in thy mercy trust

I know thy piercing eyes: For ever shout for joy.

I should not dare appeal to thee,

Nor ask my God to rise. 8 The men that love and fear thy name, Shall see their hopes fulfilled :

5 Arise, my God, lift up thy hand,

Their pride and power control;
The mighty God will compass them
With favour, as a shield.

Awake to judgment, and command

Deliverance for my soul.
PSALM 6. C. M.

Complaint in sickness ; or, Diseases healed. 6 (Let sinners and their wicked rage

Be humbled to the dust; 1 N anger, Lord, rebuke me not;

Shall not the God of truth engage

To vindicate the just ? Nor let thy fury grow so hot

7 He knows the heart, he tries the reins, Against a feeble worm.

He will defend the upright;
2 My soul's bowed down with heavy cares, His sharpest arrows he ordains
My flesh with pain opprest;

Against the sons of spite.
My couch is witness to my tears,
My tears forbid my rest.

8 For me their malice digged a pit,

But there themselves are cast; 3 Sorrow and pain wear out my days,

My God makes all their mischief light
I waste the night with cries,

On their own heads at last.]
Counting the minutes as they pass,
Till the slow morning rise.

9 That cruel persecuting race

Must feel his dreadful sword: 4 Shall I be still tormented more?

Awake, my soul, and praise the grace
Mine eye consumed with grief?

And justice of the Lord.
How long, my God, how long before
Thine hand afford relief?

PSALM 8. S. M.
5 He hears when dust and ashes speak,
He pities all our groans;

God's sovereignty and goodness ; and man's He saves us for his mercy's sake,

dominion over the creatures. And heals our broken bones.

1 LORD, our heavenly King, 6 The virtue of his sovereign word

Thy name is all divine; Restores our fainting breath;

Thy glories round the earth are spread, For silent graves praise not the Lord,

And o'er the heavens they shine. Nor is he known in death.

2 When to thy works on high PSALM 6. L. M.

I raise my wondering eyes,

And see the moon, complete in light,
Temptations in sickness overcome.

Adorn the darksome skies;

3 ',

When I survey the stars, When thou with kindness dost chastise ; And all their shining forms: But thy fierce wrath I cannot bear,

Lord, what is man, that worthless thing, O let it not against me rise !

Akin to dust and worms? 2 Pity my languishing estate,

Lord, what is worthless man, And ease the sorrows that I feel;

That thou shouldst love him so ? The wounds thy heavy hand hath made, | Next to thine angels is he placed, Olet thy gentler touches heal.

And lord of all below.

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5 Thine honours crown his head,

PSALM 8. 3, &c. paraphrased.
While beasts like slaves obey,
And birds that cut the air with wings,

And fish that cleave the sea.

Adam and Christ, lords of the old and the 6 How rich thy bounties are !

new creation. And wondrous are thy ways:

ORD, what was man when made at first, Of dust and worms thy power can frame A monument of praise.

That thou shouldst set him and his race 7 (Out of the mouths of babes

But just below an angel's place?
And sucklings thou canst draw

2 That thou shouldst raise his nature so, Surprising honours to thy name,

And make him lord of all below; And strike the world with awe.)

Make every beast and bird submit, 8 O Lord, our heavenly King,

And lay the fishes at his feet ?
Thy name is all divine:

3 But 0, what brighter glories wait Thy glories round the earth are spread, To crown the second Adam's state! And o'er the heavens they shine.

What honours shall thy Son adorn,
PSALM 8. C. M.

Who condescended to be boru!
Christ's condescension and glorification; or, 4. See him below his angels made !
God made man,

See him in dust amongst the dead, 1 LORD, our Lord, how wondrous great

To save a ruined world from sin !
Is thine exalted name !

But he shall reign with power divine.
The glories of thy heavenly state

5 The world to come, redeemed from all Let men and babes proclaim.

The miseries that attend the fall, 2 When I behold thy works on high,

New made and glorious, shall submit The moon that rules the night,

At our exalted Saviour's feet. And stars that well adorn the sky,

PSALM 9. Part I. C. M. Those moving worlds of light;

Wrath and mercy from the judgment-seat. 3 Lord, what is man or all his race,

1 Who dwells so far below,


TITH my whole heart I'll raise my song, That thou shouldst visit him with grace,

Thy wonders I 'll proclaim;

Thou, sovereign Judge of right and wrong, And love his nature so?

Wilt put my foes to shame. 4 That thine eternal Son should bear To take a mortal form ;

2 I 'll sing thy majesty and grace; Made lower than his angels are,

My God prepares his throne

To judge the world in righteousness, To save a dying worm.

And make his vengeance known. 5 [Yet while he lived on earth unknown,

3 Then shall the Lord a refuge prove And men would not adore,

For all the poor opprest;
The obedient seas and fishes own
His Godhead and his power.

To save the people of his love,

And give the weary rest. 6 The waves lay spread beneath his feet;

4 The men that know thy name, will trust And fish, at his command,

In thy abundant grace; Bring their large shoals to Peter's net,

For thou hast ne'er forsook the just, Bring tribute to his hand.

Who humbly seek thy face. 7 These lesser glories of the Son

5 Sing praises to the righteous Lord, Shone through the fleshly cloud;

Who dwells on Zion's hill, Now we behold him on his throne,

Who executes his threatening word, And men confess him God.]

And doth his grace fulfil. 8 Let him be crowned with majesty, Who bowed his head to death;

PSALM 9. 12. PART II. C. M. And be his honours sounded high

The wisdom and equity of Providence. By all things that have breath.


THEN the great Judge, supreme and just, 9 Jesus, our Lord, how wondrous great

Shall once inquire for blood,
Is thine exalted name!

The humble souls that mourn in dust,
The glories of thy heavenly state

Shall find a faithful God. Let the whole earth proclaim.

2 He from the dreadful gates of death
PSALM 8. 1, 2, paraphrased.

Does his own children raise ;

In Zion's gates, with cheerful breath,
The Hosanna of the Children; or, Infants 3 His foes shall fall, with heedless feet,

They sing their Father's praise. praising God.

Into the pit they made ; 1

And sinners perish in the net
Thro' the wide earth thy name is spread,

That their own hands had spread.
And thine eternal glories rise
O'er all the heavens thy hands have made.

4 Thus by thy judgments, mighty God, 2 To thee the voices of the young

Are thy deep counsels known;

When men of mischief are destroyed,
A monument of honour raise ;

The snare must be their own.
And babes, with uninstructed tongue,
Declare the wonders of thy praise.

PAUSE. 3 Thy power assists their tender age

5 The wicked shall sink down to hell; To bring proud rebels to the ground,

Thy wrath devour the lands To still the bold blasphemer's rage,

That dare forget thee, or rebel And all their policies confound.

Against thy known commands. 4 Children amidst thy temple throng

0 Though saints to sore distress are brought, To see their great Redeemer's face ;

And wait and long complain, The Son of David is their song,

Their cries shall not be still forgot, And young Hosannas fill the place.

Nor shall their hopes be vain. 5 The frowning scribes and angry priests 7 Rise, great Redeemer, from thy seat, In vain their impious cavils bring;

To judge and save the poor; Revenge sits silent in their breasts,

Let nations tremble at thy feet, While Jewish babes proclaim their King. And man prevail no more.


8 Thy thunder shall affright the proud, 3 But lips that with deceit abound, And put their hearts to pain,

Shall not maintain their triumph long; Make them confess that thou art God,

The God of vengeance will confound
And they but feeble men.)

The flattering and blaspheming tongue.
PSALM 10. C. M.

4 · Yet shall our words be free,' they cry; Prayer heard and saints saved; or, Pride,

Our tongues shall be controlled by none: atheism, and oppression punished.

• Where is the Lord will ask us why? For a humiliation day.

Or say, our lips are not our own?

5 The Lord, who sees the poor opprest, 1 W Hy doth the Lord stand off so far?

And hears the oppressor's haughty strain, When great calamities appear,

Will rise to give his children rest, And times of deep distress ?

Nor shall they trust his word in vain. 2 Lord, shall the wicked still deride

6 Thy word, O Lord, though often tried, Thy justice and thy power ?

Void of deceit shall still appear; Shall they advance their heads in pride,

Not silver, seven times purified And still thy saints devour?

From dross and mixture, shine so clear. 3 They put thy judgments from their sight,

7 Thy grace shall in the darkest hour And then insult the poor ;

Defend the holy soul from harm; Thy boast in their exalted height,

Though when the vilest men have power, That they shall fall no more.

On every side will sinners swarm. 4 Arise, O God, lift up thine hand,

PSALM 12. C. M.
Attend our humble cry;
No enemy shall dare to stand

Complaints of a general corruption of manWhen God ascends on high.

ners; or, The promise and signs of Christ's PAUSE.

coming to judgment. 5 Why do the men of malice rage,


Hekeliciondofos memof virtue fail, And say, with foolish pride, : The God of heaven will ne'er engage The sons of violence prevail, • To fight on Zion's side ?"

And treacheries abound. 6 But thou for ever art our Lord;

2 Their oaths and promises they break, And powerful is thine hand,

Yet act the flatterer's part; As when the heathens felt thy sword

With fair deceitful lips they speak, And perished from thy land.

And with a double heart. 7 Thou wilt prepare our hearts to pray,

3 If we reprove some bateful lie, And cause thine ear to hear ;

How is their fury stirred! He hearkens what his children say,

• Are not our lips our own,' they cry, And puts the world in fear.

* And who shall be our lord ? 8 Proud tyrants shall no more oppress, 4 Scoffers appear on every side, No more despise the just;

Where a vile race of men
And mighty sinners shall confess

Is raised to seats of power and pride,
They are but earth and dust.

And bears the sword in vain.
PSALM 11. L. M.

God loves the righteous, and hates the wicked. 5 Lord, when iniquities abound,

And blasphemy grows bold, Why do my foes insult and cry, When faith is hardly to be found, • Fly like a timorous trembling dove,

And love is waxing cold; • To distant woods or mountains fly ? '

6 Is not thy chariot hastening on? 2 If government be all destroyed,

Hast thou not given this sign? (That firm foundation of their peace,) May we not trust and live upon And violence make justice void,

A promise so divine ? Where shall the righteous seek redress?

7. Yes,' saith the Lord, now will I rise, 3 The Lord in heaven has fixed his throne, * And make oppressors flee; His eye surveys the world below;

* I shall appear to their surprise, To him all mortal things are known,

* And set my servants free.' His eye-lids search our spirits through.

8 Thy word, like silver seven times tried, 4 If he afflicts his saints so far, To prove their love, and try their grace,

Through ages shall endure;

The men that in thy truth confide, What may the bold transgressors fear?

Shall find the promise sure.
His very soul abhors their ways.
5 On impious wretches he shall rain

PSALM 13. L. M.
Tempests of brimstone, fire, and death,
Such as he kindled on the plain

Pleading with God under desertion ; or, Hope

in darkness. Of Sodom, with his angry breath. 6 The righteous Lord loves righteous souls, 1 TOW long, O Lord, shall I complain, Whose thoughts and actions are sincere,

? And with a gracious eye beholds

Canst thou thy face for ever hide,
The men that his own image bear.

And I still pray and be denied ?
PSALM 12. L. M.

2 Shall I for ever be forgot, The saint's safety and hope in evil times; or,

As one whom thou regardest not? Sins of the tongue complained of. viz. blas

Still shall my soul thine absence mourn, phemy, falsehood, &c.

And still despair of thy return ?

3 How long shall my poor troubled breast Virtue and truth will fly away;

Be with these anxious thoughts opprest, A faithful man, amongst us here,

And Satan, my malicious foe, Will scarce be found, if thou delay.

Rejoice to see me sunk so low? 2 The whole discourse, when neighbours meet, 4 Hear, Lord, and grant me quick relief, Is filled with trifles loose and vain :

Before my death conclude my grief: Their lips are flattery and deceit,

If thou withhold thy heavenly light, And their proud language is profane.

I sleep in everlasting night.

M Wrefuge is the God of love;

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