4 When Troubles rife, and Storms appear, his Children hide; There may 5 Now fhall my Head be lifted high PART II. 6 SOON as I heard my FATHER fay 7 Let not thy Face be hid from me, 8 Should Friends and Kindred near and dear Leave me to want or die, My GoD would make my Life his Care, And all my Need supply. 9 My fainting Flesh had died with Grief, Had not my Soul believ'd To fee thy Grace provide Relief, Nor was my Hope deceiv'd. 10 Wait on the LORD, ye trembling Saints, And keep your Courage up; He'll raise your Spirit when it faints, I PSALM XXVII. Metre ii. [Light, HOU LORD, my Safety, THOU my 1T What Danger fhall my Soul affright? 2 One Wish, with holy Transport warm, My Heart has form'd, and yet fhall form: One Gift I afk;-that to my End Fair Sion's Courts I may attend; There, joyful, find a fure Abode, And view the Beauty of my God. 3" Seek ye my Face with duteous Care, "And frequent to my Throne repair;' Thus to my Heart I hear Thee fpeak; "Thy Face, my Heart replies, I seek :" Nor Thou, to my defiring Eye, Thy Prefence, heav'nly LORD, deny. 4 Adopted by thy Care, in Thee The PARENT and the FRIEND I fee O let me on thy Aid reclin❜d, Thee ftill my great Salvation find, Nor leave me, helpless and forlorn, The Abfence of thy Grace to mourn. ; 5 With patient Hope, with Mind fedate, I PSALM THE HE LORD my SAVIOUR is my Light, What Terrors can my Soul affright? While GOD my Strength, my Life is near, What potent Arm shall make me fear? 2 Should num'rous Hofts befiege me round, My steadfast Heart no Fear fhall wound; Though War fhould rife in dread Array, GOD is my Strength, my Hope, my Stay. 3 This only Gift my Heart defires, For this my ardent With afpires, This will I feek with reftlefs Care, Till GoD attend my humble Pray'r. 4 In his own Houfe to spend my Days, My Life devoted to his Praife, There would my Soul his Beauties trace, And learn the Wonders of his Grace. PART II. 5 THOU facred SPRING of all my Joys, 6 When Thou, with condefcending Grace, 8 Should ev'ry earthly Friend depart, 9 O teach me, LORD, thy facred Way, 10 Ye humble Souls, in ev'ry Strait I PSALM XXVIII. GOD my Strength, to Thee I pray; Turn not Thou thine Ear away; Gracious to my Vows attend, While the humble Knee I bend. 2 Give me not thy Wrath to know, 3 On thy long-experienc'd Aid 4 Grant me, LORD, thy Love to share, SING ING, ye Sons of Might, O fing, 2 Hark! his Voice in Thunder breaks ;- 3 See as louder yet they rife, Lebanon itself retreat! 4 Now the burfting Clouds give way, 5 Proftrate on the facred Floor, 6 He the fwelling Surge commands, I Arm with Strength, and bless with Peace. PSALM XXX. Metre i.. I'LL "LL celebrate thy Praifes, LORD, To raise my drooping Head, and check |