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And at thy sudden ruin laugh,
And thus thy fall deride:

PSALM LV. 7 See there the man that haughty was,

IVE ear, thou Judge of all the earth, Who proudly God defied,

And listen when I pray; Who trusted in his wealth, and still

Nor from thy humble suppliant turn On wicked arts relied.

Thy glorious face away. 8 But I am like those olive plants

2 Attend to this my sad complaint, That shade God's temple round;

And hear my grievous moans ; And hope with his indulgent grace

Whilst I my mournful case declare To be for ever crown'd.

With artless sighs and groans. 9 So shall my soul with praise, O God, | 3 Hark, how the foe insults aloud ! Extol thy wondrous love;

How fierce oppressors rage! And on thy Name with patience wait; Whose sland'rous tongues, with wrathFor this thy saints approve.

ful hate,

Against my fame engage.
PSALM LIII.

4,5 My heart is rack'd with pain, my soul THE wicked fools must sure suppose With deadly frights distress'd; 1 That God is but a name;

With fear and trembling compass'd This gross mistake their practice

round, Since virtue all disclaim. [shows, With horror quite oppress'd. 2 The Lord look'd down from heav'n's 6 How often wish'd I then, that I high tow'r,

The dove's swift wings could get ; The sons of men to view;

That I might take my speedy flight, To see if any own'd his pow'r,

And seek a safe retreat. Or truth or justice knew.

17,8 Then would I wander far from 3 But all, he saw, were backwards gone, hence, Degen'rate grown, and base;

And in wild deserts stray, None for religion car'd, not one

Till all this furious storm were spent, Of all the sinful race.

This tempest past away. 4 But are those workers of deceit So dull and senseless grown,

The Second Part. That they, like bread, my people eat,

9 Destroy, O Lord, their ill designs, And God's just pow'r disown?

Their counsels soon divide; 5 Their causeless fears shall strangely For through the city my griev'd eyes grow,

Have strife and rapine spied. And they, despis'd of God,

10 By day and night on ev'ry wall Shall soon be foil'd; his hand shall

They walk their constant round; throw

And in the midst of all her strength Their shatter'd bones abroad.

Are grief and mischief found. 6 Would he his saving pow'r employ

11 Whoe'er thro' ev'ry part shall roam, To break our servile band,

With fresh disorders meet ; Loud shouts of universal joy

Deceit and guile their constant posts Should echo through the land.

Maintain in ev'ry street.
PSALM LIV.

12 For 'twas not any open foe
T ORD, save me,for thy glorious Name, That false reflections made;
U And in thy strength appear,

For then I could with ease have borne 2 To judge my cause; accept my pray'r, The bitter things he said: And to my words give ear.

'Twas none who hatred had profess'd 3 Mere strangers,whom I never wrong'd, That did against me rise; To ruin me design'd;

For then I had withdrawn myself And cruel men, that fear no God,

From his malicious eyes : Against my soul combin'd.

13, 14 But 'twas e'en thou, my guide, my 4,5 But God takes part with all my friend, friends,

Whom tend'rest love did join; And he's the surest guard;

Whose sweet advice I valu'd most, The God of truth shall give my foes

Whose pray'rs were mix'd with mine. Their falsehood's due reward : 15 Sure vengeance, equal to their crimes, 6 While I my grateful off ring bring,

Such traitors must surprise ; And sacrifice with joy;

And sudden death requite those ills And in his praise my time to come

They wickedly devise. Delightfully employ.

16, 17 But I will call on God, who still 7 From dreadful danger and distress

Shall in my aid appear; The Lord hath set me free;

At morn, and noon, and night I'll Through him shall I of all my foes

pray, The just destruction see.

And he my voice shall hear.

The Third Part.

For I am well assur'd that God 18 God has releas'd my soul froin those My righteous cause will own. That did with me contend;

| 10, 11 1'11 trust God's word, and so despise And made a num'rous host of friends

The force that man can raise ; My righteous cause defend.

12 To thee, O God, my vows are due; 19 For he, who was my help of old,

To thee I'll render praise. Shall now his suppliant hear;

13 Thou hast retriev'd my soul from And punish them, whose prosp'rous

death, state

And thou wilt still secure Makes them no God to fear.

The life thou hast so oft preserv'd, 20 Whom can I trust, if faithless men

And make my footsteps sure; Perfidiously devise

That thus protected by thy pow'r, To ruin me, their peaceful friend,

I may this light enjoy, And break the strongest ties?

And in the service of my God 21 Tho' soft and melting are their words, My lengthen'd days employ.

Their hearts with war abound; Their speeches are more smooth than

PSALM LVII. oil,

THY mercy, Lord, to me extend, And yet like swords they wound.

On thy protection I depend; 22 Do thou, my soul, on God depend,

And to thy wing for shelter haste,
And he shall thee sustain ;

Till this outrageous storm is past.
He aids the just, whom to supplant 2 To thy tribunal, Lord, I fly,
The wicked strive in vain.

Thou sov'reign Judge and God most 23 My foes, that trade in lies and blood,

high, Shall all untimely die;

Who wonders hast for me begun, Whilst I for health and length of days And wilt not leave thy work undone. On thee, my God, rely.

3 From heav'n protect me by thine arm, PSALM LVI.

And shame all those who seek my

harm; Do thou, O God, in mercy help,

To my relief thy mercy send,
For man my life pursues ;

And truth, on which my hopes depend.
To crush me with repeated wrongs
He daily strife renews.

4 For I with savage men converse,

Like hungry lions wild and fierce, 2 Continually my spiteful foes

With men whose teeth are spears, To ruin me combine;

their words Thou seest, who sitt'st enthron'd on

[swords. high,

Envenom'd darts, and two-edg'd What mighty numbers join.

5 Be thou, o God, exalted high; 3 But tho' sometimes surpris'd by fear,

And, as thy glory fills the sky,
On danger's first alarm,

So let it be on earth display'd,
Yet still for succour I depend

Till thou art here, as there, obey'd. On thy Almighty arm.

6 To take me they their net prepar'd, 4 God's faithful promise I shall praise,

And had almost my soul ensnar'd; On which I now rely :

But fell themselves, by just decree, In God I trust, and, trusting him, Into the pit they made for me. The arm of flesh defy.

70 God, my heart is fix'd, 'tis bent, 5 They wrest my words, and make them

Its thankful tribute to present; speak

And with my heart my voice I'll raise A sense they never meant :

To thee, my God, in songs of praise. Their thoughts are all, with restless 8 Awake, my glory; harp and lute, spite,

No longer let your strings be mute; On my destruction bent.

And I, my tuneful part to take, 6 In close assemblies they combine,

Will with the early dawn awake.
And wicked projects lay;

9 Thy praises, Lord, I will resound
They watch my steps, and lie in wait To all the list'ning nations round:
To make my soul their prey.

10 Thy mercy highest heav'n transcends, 7 Shall such injustice still escape ?

Thy truth beyond the clouds extends. O righteous God, arise;

11 Be thou, O God, exalted high; Let thy just wrath, (too long provok'd,) And, as thy glory fills the sky, This impious race chastise.

So let it be on earth display'd, 8 Thou number'st all my steps, since

Till thou art here, as there, obey'd. first I was compellid to flee;

PSALM LVIII.
My very tears are treasur'd up,

SPEAK, O ye judges of the earth,
And register'd by thee.

If just your sentence be; 9 When therefore I invoke thy aid,

Or, must not innocence appeal
My foes shall be o'erthrown;

To Heav'n from your decree?

2 Your wicked hearts and judgments are. While others through the city range, Alike by malice sway'd;

And ransack ev'ry street. Your griping hands, by weighty bribes, 7 Their throats envenom'd slander To violence betray'd.

breathe, 3 To virtue strangers from the womb, Their tongues are sharpen'd swords; Their infant steps went wrong;

Who hears, say they, or, hearing, dares They prattled slander, and in lies

Reprove our lawless words? Employ'd their lisping tongue.

8 But from thy throne thou shalt, o 4 No serpent of parch'd Afric's breed

Lord, Does ranker poison bear;

Their baffled plots deride; The drowsy adder will as soon

And soon to scorn and shame expose Unlock his sullen ear.

Their boasted heathen pride. 5 Unmov'd by good advice, and deaf 9 On thee I wait,'tis on thy strength As adders they remain ;

For succour I depend;
From whom the skilful charmer's voice 'Tis thou, O God, art my defence,
Can no attention gain.

Who only canst defend. 6 Defeat, o God, their threat'ning rage, 10 Thy mercy, Lord, which has so oft And timely break their pow'r;

From danger set me free, Disarm these growing lions' jaws,

Shall crown my wishes, and subdue Ere practis'd to devour.

My haughty foes to me. 7 Let now their insolence, at height, 11 Destroy them not, O Lord, at once, Like ebbing tides be spent :

Restrain thy vengeful blow, Their shiver'd darts deceive their aim, Lest we, ingratefully, too soon When they their bow have bent.

Forget their overthrow. 8 Like snails let them dissolve to slime; I Disperse them thro' the nations round Like hasty births become,

By thy avenging pow'r: Unworthy to behold the sun,

Do thou bring down their haughty And dead within the womb.

pride, 9 Ere thorns can make the flesh-pots

o Lord, our shield and tow'r. boil,

12 Now, in the height of all their hopes, Tempestuous wrath shall come

Their arrogance chastise; From God, and snatch them hence Whose tongues have sinn'd without alive

restraint, To their eternal doom.

And curses join'd with lies. 10 The righteous shall rejoice to see 13 Nor shalt thou, whilst their race en. Their crimes such vengeance meet,

dures, And saints in persecutors' blood

Thine anger, Lord, suppress, Shall dip their harmless feet.

That distant lands, by their just doom, 11 Transgressors then with grief shall see May Israel's God confess. Just men rewards obtain;

14 At ev'ning let them still persist And own a God, whose justice will

Like growling dogs to meet,
The guilty earth arraign.

Still wander all the city round,
PSALM LIX.

And traverse ev'ry street.
ELIVER me, O Lord my God,

15 Then, as for malice now they do,
From all my spiteful foes;

For hunger let them stray, In my defence oppose thy pow'r

And yell their vain complaints aloud, To their's, who ine oppose.

Defeated of their prey. 2 Preserve me from a wicked race,

16 Whilst early I thy mercy sing, Who make a trade of ill;

Thy wondrous pow'r confess; Protect me from remorseless men,

For thou hast been my sure defence, Who seek my blood to spill.

My refuge in distress. 3 They lie in wait, and mighty pow'rs 17 To thee with never-ceasing praise, Against my life combine:

O God, my strength, I'll sing; Implacable; yet, Lord, thou know'st Thou art my God,the rock from whence For no offence of mine.

My health and safety spring. 4 In haste they run about, and watch

PSALM LX. My guiltless life to take:

GOD, who hast our troops disperst, Look down, O Lord, on my distress,

Forsaking those who left thee first; And to my help awake!

As we thy just displeasure mourn, 5 Thou, Lord of hosts, and Israel's God, To us in mercy, Lord, return. Their heathen rage suppress :

2 Our strength, that firm as earth did Relentless vengeance take on those

stand, Who stubbornly transgress.

Is rent by thy avenging hand : 6 At ev'ning to beset my house

O heal the breaches thou hast made; Like growling dogs they meet ;

We shake, we fall, without thy aid !

3 Our folly's sad effects we feel,

PSALM LXII. For, drunk with discord's cup, we

M y soul for help on God relies, reel;

From him alone my safety flows; 4 But now for them who thee rever'd, 1 2 My rock, my health, that strength Thou hast thy truth's bright banner

supplies, rear'd.

To bear the shock of all my foes. 5 Let thy right hand thy saints protect : 3 How long will ye contrive my fall,

Lord, hear the pray'rs that we direct! Which will but hasten on your own? 6 The holy God hath spoke ; and I,

You'll totter like a bending wall, O'erjoy'd, on his firm word rely.

Or fence of uncemented stone. To thee in portions I'll divide

4 To make my en vied honours less Fair Sichern's soil, Samaria's pride;

They strive with lies, their chief deTo Sichem, Succoth next I'll join,

light; And measure out her vale by line.

For they, tho' with their mouths they

bless, 7 Manasseh, Gilead, both subscribe

In private curse with inward spite. To my commands, with Ephraim's

| 5, 6 But thou, my soul, on God rely; tribe ; Ephraim by arms supports my cause,

On him alone thy trust repose; And Judah by religious laws.

My rock and health will strength

supply 8 Moab my slave and drudge shall be,

To bear the shock of all my foes. Nor Edom from my yoke get free; Proud Palestine's imperious state

7 God does his saving health dispense, Shall humbly on our triumph wait.

And flowing blessings daily send;

He is my fortress and defence, 9 But who shall quell these mighty

On him my soul shall still depend. pow'rs, And clear my way to Edom's tow'rs? 8 In him, ye people, always trust, Or thro' her guarded frontiers tread

Before his throne pour out your The path that doth to conquest lead ?

hearts;

For God, the merciful and just, 10 E'en thou, o God, who hast disperst

His timely aid to us imparts.
Our troops, (for we forsook thee first,) I
Those whom thou didst in wrath for 9 The vulgar fickle are and frail;

The great dissemble and betray;
sake,
Aton'd, thou wilt victorious make.

And laid in truth's impartial scale,

The lightest things will both out. 11 Do thou our fainting cause sustain,

weigh. For human succours are but vain :

10 Then trust not in oppressive ways, 12 Fresh strength and courage God be

By spoil and rapine grow not vain; stows, "Tis he treads down our proudest foes.

Nor let your hearts, if wealth increase,

Be set too much upon your gain.
PSALM LXI.

11 For God has oft his will expressid,

And I this truth have fully known; I ORD, hear my cry, regard my pray'r, To be of boundless pow'r possess'd Which I, oppress'd with grief,

Belongs of right to God alone. 2 From earth's remotest parts address

12 Though mercy is his darling grace, To thee for kind relief.

In which he chiefly takes delight, O lodge me safe beyond the reach

Yet will he all the human race Of persecuting pow'r;

According to their works requite. 3 Thou, who so oft from spiteful foes Hast been my shelt'ring tow'r.

PSALM LXIII.

GOD, my gracious God, to thee 4 So shall I in thy sacred courts

My morning pray'rs shall offer'd be; Secure from danger lie;

For thee my thirsty soul doth pant : Beneath the covert of thy wings

My fainting flesh implores thy grace, All future storms defy.

Within this dry and barren place, 5 In sign my vows are heard, once more Where I refreshing waters want. I o'er thy chosen reign ;

20 to my longing eyes once more 6 0 bless with long and prosprous life

That view of glorious pow'r restore, The king thou didst ordain.

Which thy majestick house displays! 7 Confirm his throne, and make his 3 Because to me thy wondrous love reign

Than life itself does dearer prove, Accepted in thy sight,

My lips shall always speak thy praise. And let thy truth and mercy both 4 My life, while I that life enjoy, In his defence unite.

In blessing God I will employ, 8 So shall I ever sing thy praise,

With lifted hands adore his Name: Thy Name for ever bless;

5 My soul's content shall be as great Devote my prosprous days to pay

As theirs who choicest dainties eat, The vows of my distress.

While I with joy his praise proclaim.

6 When down I lie sweet sleep to find, 10 Whilst righteous men, whom God Thou, Lord, art present to my mind;

secures, And when I wake in dead of night: In him shall gladly trust; 7 Because thou still dost succour bring, And all the list'ning earth shall hear Beneath the shadow of thy wing

Loud triumphs of the just. I rest with safety and delight.

PSALM LXV. 8 My soul, when foes would me devour, Cleaves fast to thee, whose matchless

TOR thee, O God, our constant praise pow'r

In Sion waits, thy chosen seat; In her support is daily shown:

Our promis'd altars there we'll raise, 9 But those the righteous Lord shall

And all our zealous vows complete. slay

20 thou, who to my humble pray'r That my destruction wish; and they Didst always bend thy list'ning ear, That seek my life shall lose their To thee shall all mankind repair, own.

And at thy gracious throne appear. 10, 11 They by untimely ends shall die, 3 Our sins, though numberless, in vain Their flesh a prey to foxes lie;

To stop thy flowing mercy try; But God shall fill the king with joy: Whilst thou o'erlook'st the guilty stain, Who thee confess shall still rejoice, And washest out the crimson dye. Whilst the false tongue and lying 4 Blest is the man, who, near thee plac'd, voice

Within thy sacred dwelling lives; Thou, Lord, shalt silence and de Whilst we at humbler distance taste stroy.

The vast delights thy temple gives. PSALM LXIV.

5 By wondrous acts, O God most just,

Have we thy gracious answer found; I ORD, hear the voice of my com In thee remotest nations trust, plaint,

And those whom stormy waves surTo my request give ear;

round. Preserve my life from cruel foes,

6,7 God by his strength sets fast the hills, And free my soul from fear.

And does his matchless pow'r engage, 2 0 hide me with thy tendrest care With which the sea's loud waves he In some secure retreat,

stills, From sinners that against me rise,

And angry crowds' tumultuous rage. And all their plots defeat.

The Second Part. 3 See how, intent to work my harm, They whet their tongues like swords; 1

8 Thou, Lord, dost barb'rous lands disAnd bend their bows to shoot their

may, darts,

When they thy dreadful tokens view, Sharp lies and bitter words.

With joy they see the night and day

Each other's track by turns pursue. 4 Lurking in private, at the just They take their secret aim;

9 From out thy unexhausted store And suddenly at him they shoot,

Thy rain relieves the thirsty ground,

Makes lands, that barren were before, Quite void of fear and shame.

With corn and useful fruits abound. 5 To carry on their ill designs They mutually agree;

10 On rising ridges down it pours,

And ev'ry furrow'd valley fills;
They speak of laying private snares,
And think that none shall see.

Thou mak'st them soft with gentle

show'rs, 6 With utmost diligence and care

In which a blest increase distils.
Their wicked plots they lay;

| 11 Thy goodness does the circling year The deep designs of all their hearts

With fresh returns of plenty crown; Are only to betray.

And, where thy glorious paths appear, 7 But God, to anger justly mov'd,

Thy fruitful clouds drop fatness down. His dreadful bow shall bend, And on his flying arrow's point

12 They drop on barren forests, chang'd

By them to pastures fresh and green; Shall swift destruction send.

The hills about in order rang'd 8 Those slanders, which their mouths In beauteous robes of joy are seen. did vent,

13 Large flocks with fleecy wool adorn Upon themselves shall fall;

The cheerful downs; the valleys bring Their crimes, disclos'd, shall make

A plenteous crop of full-ear'd corn, them be Despis'd and shunn'd by all.

And seem for joy to shout and sing. 9 The world shall then God's pow'r

PSALM LXVI. confess,

TET all the lands with shouts of joy And nations trembling stand,

To God their voices raise; Convinc'd that 'tis the mighty work 2 Sing psalms in honour of his Name, of his avenging hand.

And spread his glorious praise.

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