10 If once his wrath arise,
Ye perish on the place;

Then blessed is the soul that flies
For refuge to his grace.]

PSALM 2. Common Metre.

The same.

WHY did the nations join to slay

The Lord's anointed Son?
Why did they cast his laws away,
And tread his gospel down?

2 The Lord that sits above the skies,
Derides their rage below;

He speaks with vengeance in his eyes,
And strikes their spirits through.

3 'I call him my eternal Son,

And raise him from the dead;
'I make my holy hill his throne,
' And wide his kingdom spread.

4 Ask me, my Son, and then enjoy
'The utmost heathen lands:

'Thy rod of iron shall destroy

The rebel that withstands.'

5 Be wise, ye rulers of the earth,
Obey the anointed lord;

Adore the King of heavenly birth,
And tremble at his word.

6 With humble love address his throne;
For if he frown, ye die:

Those are secure, and those alone,
Who on his grace rely.

PSALM 2. Long Metre.

Christ's Death, Resurrection, and Ascension.

1 WHY did the Jews proclaim their rage?
The Romans why their swords employ?
Against the Lord their powers engage,
His dear anointed to destroy.

2 Come, let us break his bands,' they say,

6

This man shall never give us laws;'

And thus they cast his yoke away,
And nail'd their Monarch to the cross.

3 But God, who high in glory reigns,
Laughs at their pride, their rage controls;
He'll vex their hearts with inward pains,
And speak in thunder to their souls.

4

I will maintain the king I made 'On Zion's everlasting hill;

My hand shall bring him from the dead,

And he shall stand your Sovereign still.'

5 [His wondrous rising from the earth
Makes his eternal Godhead known:
The Lord declares his heavenly birth,
This day have I begot my Son.

6 Ascend, my Son, to my right hand,

There thou shalt ask, and I bestow 'The utmost bounds of heathen land; "To thee the northern isles shall bow.']

7 But nations that resist his grace

Shall fall beneath his iron stroke;
His rod shall crush his foes with ease,
As potters' earthen work is broke.

PAUSE.

8 Now, ye that sit on earthly thrones,
Be wise, and serve the Lord, the Lamb;
Now at his feet submit your crowns,

Rejoice and tremble at his name.

9 With humble love address the Son,

Lest he grow angry, and

ye die;

His wrath will burn to worlds unknown,
If ye provoke his jealousy.

10 His storms shall drive you quick to hell; He is a God, and ye but dust:

Happy the souls that know him well,
And make his grace their only trust.

PSALM 3. Common Metre.

Doubts and Fears suppressed; or, God our Defence from Sin and Satan.

1

My God, how many are my fears!

How fast my foes increase!
Conspiring my eternal death,

They break my present peace.

2 The lying tempter would persuade
There's no relief in heaven,
And all my swelling sins appear
Too big to be forgiven.

3 But thou, my glory and my strength,
Shalt on the tempter tread,

Shalt silence all my threatening guilt,
And raise my drooping head.

4 [I cried, and from his holy hill
He bow'd a listening ear;
I call'd my Father and my God,
And he subdu'd my fear.

5 He shed soft slumbers on mine eyes,
In spite of all my foes;

I woke and wonder'd at the grace
That guarded my repose.]

6 What though the hosts of death and hell
All arm'd against me stood,
Terrors no more shall shake my soul,
My refuge is my God.

7 Arise, O Lord, fulfil thy grace,
While I thy glory sing:

My God has broke the serpent's teeth,
And death has lost his sting.

8 Salvation to the Lord belongs,
His arm alone can save:

Blessings attend thy people here,
And reach beyond the grave.

C

PSALM 3. Long Metre.

The verses paraphrased are, from the first to the fifth, and the eightb.

A Morning Psalm.

1 O Lord, how
Lord, how many are my foes,

In this weak state of flesh and blood!
My peace they daily discompose,
But my defence and hope is God.

2 Tir'd with the burdens of the day,
To thee I rais'd my evening cry;
Thou heard'st when I began to pray,
And thine Almighty help was nigh.

3 Supported by thine heavenly aid,
I laid me down and slept secure;
Not death should make my heart afraid,
Though I should wake and rise no more.

4 But God sustain'd me all the night;
Salvation doth to God belong:
He rais'd my head to see the light,
And make his praise my morning song.

PSALM 4. Long Metre.

Verses paraphrased, to 3, and 5 to 7.

Hearing of Prayer; or, God our portion, and Christ our hope.

1 O God of

grace and righteousness,

God of grace

Hear and attend when I complain;
Thou hast enlarg'd me in distress,

Bow down a gracious ear again.