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4 When Troubles rife, and Storms appear, his Children hide;

There may
GOD has a ftrong Pavilion, where
He makes my Soul abide.

5 Now fhall my Head be lifted high
Above my Foes around,
And Songs of Joy and Victory
Within thy Temple found."

PART II.

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6 SOON as I heard my FATHER fay
"Ye Children feek my Grace,'
My Heart reply'd without delay,
"I'll feek my Father's Face."

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Let not thy Face be hid from me,
Nor frown my Soul away;
GOD of my Life, I fly to Thee
In a diftreffing Day.

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,
And far exceed your Hope.

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PSALM XXVII. Metre ii.

[Light, HOU LORD, my Safety, THOU my

1T What Danger fhall my Soul affright?
Strength of my Life! what Arm fhall dare
To hurt whom THOU haft own'd thy Care?
Though gath'ring War around I fee,
I fix, fecure, my Truft on THEE.

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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.

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5 With patient Hope, with Mind fedate,
On Ifrael's Gon expectant wait:
Be ftrong, be fteadfaft-So thy Heart
Shall feel his Grace its Aid impart
Though prefs'd with Sorrow's heaviest Load,
O fix thy Trust on Ifrael's GoD.

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PSALM

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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,
Whene'er I raise my plaintive Voice,
O let thy fov'reign Mercy hear,
And anfwer all my humble Pray'r.

6 When Thou, with condefcending Grace,
Haft bid me seek thy fmiling Face;
My Heart reply'd to thy kind Word,
Thee will I feek, all-gracious LORD.
7 Hide not from me thy blifsful Ray,
Nor angry frown my Hopes away;
Thy faving Help has ftill been near,
GOD of my Life renew thy Care.

8 Should ev'ry earthly Friend depart,
And Nature leaye a Parent's Heart;
The GOD on whom my Hopes depend,
Will be my Father, and my Friend."

9 O teach me, LORD, thy facred Way,
Uphold my Steps, nor let me ftray;
While Enemies and Fears alarm,
Extend thy kind, thy Guardian-Arm.

10 Ye humble Souls, in ev'ry Strait
On GOD with facred Courage wait;
His Hand fhall Life and Strength afford,
O wait continual on the LORD.

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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,
Nor to feel the vengeful Blow,
By thy just Decrees affign'd
To the Men of impious Mind.

3 On thy long-experienc'd Aid
See my Hope for ever stay'd;
While my Heart, with Joy poffefs'd,
Leaps within my throbbing Breaft.

4 Grant me, LORD, thy Love to share,
Feed me with a Shepherd's Care;
Save thy People from Diftrefs,
And thy Patrimony bless.

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ING, ye Sons of Might, O fing,
Praife to Heav'n's eternal KING;
Pow'r and Strength to Him affign,
Bow before his hallow'd Shrine.

2 Hark! his Voice in Thunder breaks ;-
Hufh'd to Silence when He speaks,
Ocean's Waves, from Pole to Pole,
Hear the awful Accents roll.

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See as louder yet they rife,
Echoing through the vaulted Skies;
See, uprooted from its Seat,

Lebanon itself retreat!

4 Now the burfting Clouds give way,
And the vivid Lightnings play!
Now the Wilds, by Man untrod,
Hear, difmay'd, th' approaching GOD!

5 Proftrate on the facred Floor,
Bow, ye Saints, his Name adore:
While his Acts, to ev'ry Tongue,
Yield its Argument of Song.

6 He the fwelling Surge commands,
Fix'd his Throne for ever ftands;
He his People fhall increase,

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Arm with Strength, and bless with Peace.

PSALM XXX. Metre i..

I'LL

"LL celebrate thy Praifes, LORD,
Who didft thy Pow'r employ

To raise my drooping Head, and check
My Foe's infulting Joy.

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