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12 Why then hast thou its hedge o'er- 6 Your burden'd shoulders I reliev'd, thrown,

(Thus seems our God to say,) Which thou hadst made so firm and Your servile hands by me were freed strong?

From lab'ring in the clay. Whilst all its grapes, defenceless 7 Your ancestors, with wrongs oppressid, grown,

To me for aid did call : Are pluckd by those that pass along.

With pity I their suff'rings saw, 13 See how the bristling forest boar

And set them free from all. With dreadful fury lays it waste;

They sought for me, and from the Hark, how the savage monsters roar,

cloud And to their helpless prey make haste.

In thunder I replied ;
The Third Part.

At Meribah's contentious stream

Their faith and duty tried. 14 To thee, O God of hosts, we pray; Thy wonted goodness, Lord, renew;

The Second Part. From heav'n, thy throne, this vine survey,

8 While I my solemn will declare, And her sad state with pity view. My chosen people, hear :

If thou, O Israel, to my words 15 Behold the vineyard made by thee,

Wilt lend thy listning ear; Which thy right hand did guard so long;

9 Then shall no god besides myself And keep that branch from danger

Within thy coasts be found;

Nor shalt thou worship any god Which for thyself thou mad'st so

of all the nations round. strong.

10 The Lord thy God am I, who thee 16 To wasting flames 'tis made a prey,

Brought forth from Egypt's land: And all its spreading boughs cut Tis I that all thy just desires down;

Supply with libral hand.
At thy rebuke they soon decay, | 11 But they, my chosen race, refus'd
And perish at thy dreadful frown.

To hearken to my voice;
17 Crown thou the king with good success, Nor would rebellious Israel's sons
By thy right hand secur'd from

Make me their happy choice. wrong:

12 So I, provok'd, resign'd them up The son of man in mercy bless,

To ev'ry lust a prey, Whom for thyself thou mad'st so And in their own perverse designs strong.

Permitted them to stray. 18 So shall we still continue free

13 O that my people wisely would From whatsoe'er deserves thy blame;

My just commandments heed, And, if once more reviv'd by thee,

And Israel in my righteous ways Will always praise thy holy Name.

With pious care proceed! 19 Do thou convert us, Lord, do thou

14 Then should my heavy judgments fall The lustre of thy face display;

On all that them oppose,
And all the ills we suffer now,

And my avenging hand be turn'd
Like scatter'd clouds, shall pass away. Against their num'rous foes.
PSALM LXXXI.

15 Their enemies and mine should all To God, our never-failing strength,

Before my footstool bend;
With loud applauses sing:

But as for them, their happy state And jointly make a cheerful noise

Should never know an end.
To Jacob's awful King.

16 All parts with plenty should abound;

With finest wheat their field: 2 Compose a hymn of praise, and touch Your instruments of joy,

The barren rocks, to please their taste, Let psalteries and pleasant harps

Should richest honey yield.
Your grateful skill employ.
3 Let trumpets at the great new moon

PSALM LXXXII.
Their joyful voices raise,

OD in the great assembly stands, To celebrate th' appointed time,

Where his impartial eye
The solemn day of praise.

In state surveys the earthly gods, 4 For this a statute was of old,

And does their judgments try.
Which Jacob's God decreed,

2, 3 How dare you then unjustly judge, To be with pious care obsery'd

Or be to sinners kind ?
By Israel's chosen seed.

Defend the orphans and the poor, 5 This he for a memorial fix'd,

Let such your justice find.
When, freed from Egypt's land,

4 Protect the humble helpless man, Strange nations' barb'rous speech we Reduc'd to deep distress, heard,

And let not him become a prey
But could not understand.

To such as would oppress.

5 They neither know, nor will they learn, | 12 Who, with the same design inspir'd, But blindly rove and stray ;

Thus vainly boasting spake, Justice and truth, the world's support, In firm possession for ourselves Through all the land decay.

Let us God's houses take. 6 Well then might God in anger say, | 13 To ruin let them haste, like wheels I've call'd you by my Name;

Which downwards swiftly move; I've said, Y’are gods, and all allied

Like chaff before the winds, let all To the most High in fame.

Their scatter'd forces prove. 7 But ne'ertheless your unjust deeds 14, 15 As flames consume dry wood or To strict account I'll call,

heath You all shall die like common men, That on parch'd mountains grows, Like other tyrants fall.

So let thy fierce pursuing wrath 8 Arise, and thy just judgments, Lord,

With terror strike thy foes. Throughout the earth display; | 16, 17 Lord, shroud their faces with disAnd all the nations of the world

grace, Shall own thy righteous sway.

That they may own thy Name;
PSALM LXXXIII.

Or them confound, whose harden'd

hearts HOLD not thy peace, O Lord our God, Thy gentler means disclaim. No longer silent be;

18 So shall the wond'ring world confess, Nor with consenting quiet looks

That thou, who claim'st alone Our ruin calmly see.

Jehovah's Name, o'er all the earth 2 For lo! the tumults of thy foes

Hast rais'd thy lofty throne.
O'er all the land are spread ;
And those who hate thy saints and

PSALM LXXXIV.
thee
Lift up their threat'ning head.

GOD of hosts, the mighty Lord,

How lovely is the place, 3 Against thy zealous people, Lord, They craftily combine;

Where thou, enthron'd in glory,

shew'st And to destroy thy chosen saints Have laid their close design.

The brightness of thy face !

2 My longing soul faints with desire 4 Come, let us cut them off, say they,

To view thy blest abode;
Their nation quite deface;
That no remembrance may remain

My panting heart and flesh cry out Of Israel's hated race.

For thee, the living God. 5 Thus they against thy people's peace

3 The birds, more happy far than I,

Around thy temple throng;
Consult with one consent;
And diff'ring nations, jointly leagued,

Securely there they build, and there Their common malice vent.

Securely hatch their young. 6 The Ishmaelites, that dwell in tents,

4 0 Lord of hosts, my King and God, With warlike Edom join'd,

How highly blest are they,

Who in thy temple always dwell, And Moab's sons, our ruin vow,

And there thy praise display! With Hagar's race combin'd. 7 Proud Ammon's offspring, Gebal too,

5 Thrice happy they, whose choice has

thee With Amalek conspire;

Their sure protection made; The lords of Palestine, and all

Who long to tread the sacred ways The wealthy sons of Tyre.

That to thy dwelling lead ! 8 All these the strong Assyrian king

6 Who pass through Baca's thirsty vale, Their firm ally have got ;

Yet no refreshment want; Who with a pow'rful army aids

Their pools are fill'd with rain, which Th' incestuous race of Lot.

thou The Second Part.

At their request dost grant. 9 But let such vengeance come to them, 7 Thus they proceed from strength to As once to Midian came;

strength, To Jabin and proud Sisera,

And still approach more near, At Kishon's fatal stream:

Till all on Sion's holy mount 10 When thy right hand their num'rous

Before their God appear. hosts

8 O Lord, the mighty God of hosts, Near Endor did confound;

My just request regard ; And left their carcases for dung

Thou God of Jacob, let my pray'r To feed the hungry ground.

Be still with favour heard. 11 Let all their mighty men the fate 9 Behold, o God, for thou alone Of Zeeb and Oreb share:

Canst timely aid dispense; As Zebah and Zalmunna, so

On thy anointed servant look, Let all their princes fare:

Be thou his strong defence:

10 For in thy courts one single day

2 Do thou, o God, preserve my soul, "Tis better to attend,

That does thy Name adore; Than, Lord, in any place besides

Thy servant keep, and him, whose trust A thousand days to spend.

Relies on thee, restore.
Much rather in God's house will I 3 To me, who daily thee invoke,
The meanest office take,

Thy mercy, Lord, extend;
Than in the wealthy tents of sin 4 Refresh thy servant's soul, whose hopes
My pompous dwelling make.

On thee alone depend. 11 For God, who is our sun and shield, 5 Thou, Lord, art good; nor only good, Will grace and glory give;

But prompt to pardon too; And no good thing will he withhold

Of plenteous mercy to all those From them that justly live.

Who for thy mercy sue. 12 Thou God, whom heav'nly hosts obey,

6 To my repeated humble prayr, How highly blest is he,

O Lord, attentive be; Whose hope and trust, securely plac'd,

7 When troubled I on thee will call, Is still repos'd on thee!

For thou wilt answer me.

8 Among the gods there's none like thee, PSALM LXXXV.

O Lord, alone divine !
I ORD, thou hast granted to thy land To thee as much inferior they,
The favours we implor'd,

As are their works to thine.
And faithful Jacob's captive race

9 Therefore their great Creator thee Hast graciously restor'd.

The nations shall adore, 2, 3 Thy people's sins thou hast absolv'd,

Their long misguided pray'rs and And all their guilt defac'd ;

praise Thou hast not let thy wrath flame on, To thy blest Name restore. Nor thy fierce anger last.

10 All shall confess thee great, and great 4 O God our Saviour, all our hearts

The wonders thou hast done:
To thy obedience turn; [tears,

Confess thee God, the God supreme; That, quench'd with our repenting

Confess thee God alone. Thy wrath no more may burn. 5, 6 For why should'st thou be angry

The Second Part. still,

| 11 Teach me thy way, O Lord, and I And wrath so long retain ?

From truth shall ne'er depart;
Revive us, Lord, and let thy saints

In rev'rence to thy sacred Name
Thy wonted comfort gain.

Devoutly fix my heart. 7 Thy gracious favour, Lord, display, 12 Thee will I praise, O Lord my God, Which we have long implor'd;

Praise thee with heart sincere; And, for thy wondrous mercy's sake, And to thy everlasting Name Thy wonted aid afford.

Eternal trophies rear. 8 God's answer patiently I'll wait; 13 Thy boundless mercy shown to me For he with glad success,

Transcends my pow'r to tell, If they no more to folly turn,

For thou hast oft redeem'd my soul His mourning saints will bless.

From lowest depths of hell. 9 To all that fear his holy Name

14 O God, the sons of pride and strife His sure salvation's near;

Have my destruction sought,
And in its former happy state

Regardless of thy pow'r, that oft
Our nation shall appear.

Has my delivrance wrought. 10 For mercy now with truth is join'd, 15 But thou thy constant goodness didst And righteousness with peace,

To my assistance bring;
Like kind companions absent long,

Of patience, mercy, and of truth,
With friendly arms embrace.

Thou everlasting spring! 11, 12 Truth from the earth shall spring, 16 0 bounteous Lord, thy grace and whilst heav'n

strength Shall streams of justice pour;

To me thy servant show; And God, from whom all goodness Thy kind protection, Lord, on me, flows,

Thine handmaid's son, bestow.
Shall endless plenty show'r.

17 Some signal give, which my proud foes 13 Before him righteousness shall march, May see with shame and rage, And his just paths prepare ;

When thou, O Lord, for my relief
Whilst we his holy steps pursue

And comfort dost engage.
With constant zeal and care.

PSALM LXXXVII.
PSALM LXXXVI.

OD'S temple crowns the holy mount, To my complaint, O Lord my God,

The Lord there condescends to 1 Thy gracious ear incline;

dwell; Hear me, distress'd, and destitute 2 His Sion's gates, in his account, Of all relief but thine.

Our Israel's fairest tents excel,

3 Fame glorious things of thee shall sing, 15 Prevailing sorrows bear me down, O city of th' Almighty King!

Which from my youth with me have 4 I'll mention Rahab with due praise,

grown; In Baby!on's applauses join;

Thy terrors past distract my mind, The fame of Ethiopia raise,

And fears of blacker days behind. With that of Tyre and Palestine; 16 Thy wrath hath burst upon my head, And grant that some amongst them Thy terrors fill my soul with dread; born

17 Environ'd as with waves combin'd, Their age and country did adorn. And for a genral deluge join'd. 5, 6 But still of Sion I'll aver,

| 18 My lovers, friends, familiars, all That many such from her proceed; Remov'd from sight, and out of call; Th' Almighty shall establish her:

To dark oblivion all retird,
His gen'ral list shall shew, when read, Dead, or at least to me expir'd.
That such a person there was born,
And such did such an age adorn.

PSALM LXXXIX. 7 He'll Sion find with numbers fill'd

THY mercies, Lord, shall be my song, Of such as merit high renown;

1 My song on them shall ever dwell; For hand and voice musicians skill'd,

To ages yet unborn my tongue And, her transcending fame to crown,

Thy never failing truth shall tell. of such she shall successions bring,

2 I have affirm'd, and still maintain, Like waters from a living spring.

Thy mercy shall for ever last;

Thy truth, that does the heav'ns susPSALM LXXXVIII.

tain,

Like them shall stand for ever fast. To thee, my God and Saviour, I 1 By day and night address my cry;

3 Thus spak'st thou by the prophet's 2 Vouchsafe my mournful voice to hear,

voice, To my distress incline thine ear:

With David I a league have made;

To him, my servant and my choice, 3 For seas of trouble me invade,

By solemn oath this grant convey'd : My soul draws nigh to death's cold shade;

[fled,

4 While earth, and seas, and skies en4 Like one whose strength and hopes are

dure, They number me among the dead.

Thy seed shall in my sight remain;

To them thy throne I will ensure; 5 Like those who, shrouded in the grave,

They shall to endless ages reign. From thee no more remembrance

5 For such stupendous truth and love have; 6 Cast off from thy sustaining care

Both heav'n and earth just praises

• owe, Down to the confines of despair.

By choirs of angels sung above, 7 Thy wrath has hard upon me lain,

And by assembled saints below.
Afflicting me with restless pain :
Me all thy mountain waves have prest,

6 What seraph of celestial birth

To vie with Israel's God shall dare ? Too weak, alas ! to bear the least.

Or who among the gods of earth 8 Remov'd from friends, I sigh alone

With our Almighty Lord compare ? In a loath'd dungeon laid, where none

7 With rev'rence and religious dread A visit will vouchsafe to me,

His saints should to his temple press; Confin'd, past hopes of liberty.

His fear thro' all their hearts should 9 My eyes from weeping never cease,

spread, They waste, but still my griefs in Who his Almighty Name confess. crease ;

8 Lord God of armies, who can boast Yet daily, Lord, to thee I pray'd,

of strength or pow'r like thine reWith outstretch'd hands invok'a thy

nown'd? aid.

Of such a num'rous faithful host, 10 Wilt thou by miracle revive

As that which does thy throne surThe dead, whom thou forsook'st a

round ? live?

9 Thou dost the lawless sea control, From death restore, thy praise to sing,

And change the prospect of the deep; Whom thou from prison would'st not

Thou mak'st the sleeping billows roll; bring?

Thou mak'st the rolling billows sleep. u Shall the mute grave thy love confess? | 10 Thou brak'st in pieces Rahab's pride, A mouldring tomb thy faithfulness?

And didst oppressing pow'r disarm; 12 Thy truth and pow'r renown obtain,

Thy scatter'd foes have dearly tried Where darkness and oblivion reign The force of thy resistless arm. 13 To thee, O Lord, I cry, forlorn; | 11 In thee the sov'reign right remains My pray'r prevents the early morn.

of earth and heav'n; thee, Lord, 14 Why hast thou, Lord, my soul for

alone, sook,

The world, and all that it contains, Nor once vouchsaf'd a gracious look? Their maker and preserver own.

12 The poles on which the globe does rest35 Once have I sworn, but once for all,

Were form'd by thy creating voice; 1 And made my holiness the tie,
Tabor and Hermon, east and west, That I my grant will ne'er recall,
In thy sustaining pow'r rejoice.

Nor to my servant David lie: 13 Thy arm is mighty, strong thy hand, 36 Whose throne and race the constant Yet, Lord, thou dost with justice

sun reign;

Shall, like his course, establish'd see; 14 Possess'd of absolute command, 37 of this my oath, thou conscious moon,

Thou truth and mercy dost maintain. In heav'n my faithful witness be. 15 Happy, thrice happy, they who hear 38 Such was thy gracious promise, Lord;

Thy sacred trumpet's joyful sound; But thou hast now our tribes forsook; Who may at festivals appear,

Thy own anointed hast abhorr'd, With thy most glorious presence And turn'd on him thy wrathful look. crown'd.

39 Thou seemnest to have render'd void 16 Thy saints shall always be o'erjoy'd,

The cov'nant with thy servant made; Who on thy sacred Name rely;

Thou hast his dignity destroy'd, And, in thy righteousness employ'd, And in the dust his honour laid. Above their foes be rais'd on high.

| 40 of strong holds thou hast him bereft, 17 For in thy strength they shall advance, And brought his bulwarks to decay; Whose conquests from thy favour 41 His frontier coasts defenceless left, spring;

A publick scorn and common prey. 18 The Lord of hosts is our defence,

| 42 His ruin does glad triumphs yield And Israel's God our Israel's King.

To foes advanc'd by thee to might; 19 Thus spak'st thou by the prophet's 43 Thou hast his conquring sword unvoice:

steel'd, A mighty champion I will send ;

His valour turn'd to shameful flight. From Judah's tribe have I made choice 44 His glory is to darkness fled, of one who shall the rest defend.

Histhrone is levell'd with the ground; 20 My servant David I have found, | 45 His youth to wretched bondage led, With holy oil anointed him :

With shame o'erwhelm'd and sorrow 21 Him shall the hand support that drown'd. crown'd,

| 46 How long shall we thy absence And guard that gave the diadem.

mourn ? 22 No prince from him shall tribute Wilt thou for ever, Lord, retire? force,

Shall thy consuming anger burn, No son of strife shall him annoy;

Till that and we at once expire ? 23 His spiteful foes I will disperse, 47 Consider, Lord, how short a space And them before his face destroy.

Thou dost for mortal life ordain; 24 My truth and grace shall him sustain; No method to prolong the race, His armies, in well-order'd ranks,

But loading it with grief and pain ? 25 Shall conquer from the Tyrian main, | 48 What man is he that can control To Tigris and Euphrates' banks.

Death's strict unalterable doom? 26 Me for his father he shall take,

Or rescue from the grave his soul,
His God and rock of safety call;

The grave that must mankind en

tomb ? 27 Him I my first-born son will make, And earthly kings his subjects all.

49 Lord, where's thy love, thy boundless 28 To him my mercy I'll secure,

grace,

The oath to which thy truth did seal, My cov'nant make for ever fast: 29 His seed for ever shall endure;

Consign'd to David and his race,
His throne, till heav'n dissolves, shall

The grant which time should ne'er last.

repeal ?

50 See how thy servants treated are The Second Part.

With infamy, reproach, and spite; 30 But if his heirs my law forsake,

Which in my silent breast I bear
And from my sacred precepts stray;

From nations of licentious might. 31 If they my righteous statutes break,

51 How they, reproaching thy great Nor strictly my commands obey :

Name,

[jest, 32 Their sins I'll visit with a rod,

Have made thy servant's hope their

52 Yet thy just praises we'll proclaim, And for their folly make them smart; 33 Yet will not cease to be their God,

And ever sing, The Lord be blest. Nor from my truth, like them, depart.

Amen, Amen. 34 My cov'nant I will ne'er revoke,

PSALM XC.
But in remembrance fast retain:

LORD, the saviour and defence
The thing that once my lips have of us thy chosen race,
spoke

From age to age thou still hast been Shall in eternal force remain.

Our sure abiding-place.

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