PSALM 16.

SECOND PART. L. M.

Christ's All-sufficiency.

1 How fast their guilt and sorrows rise,
Who haste to seek some idol-god!
I will not taste their sacrifice,
Their offerings of forbidden blood,

2 My God provides a richer cup,
And nobler food to live upon;
He, for my life, has offered up
Jesus, his best-beloved Son,

3 His love is my perpetual feast;
By day his counsels guide me right:
And be his name for ever blest,
Who gives me sweet advice by night,
4 I set him still before mine eyes;
At my right hand he stands prepar'd
To keep my soul from all surprise,
And be my everlasting guard.

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PSALM 16. THIRD PART. L. M.

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Courage in Death, and Hope of the Resurrection,

HEN God is nigh, my faith is strong; His arm is my almighty prop:

Be glad, my heart; rejoice, my tongue;
My dying flesh shall rest in hope.

2 Though in the dust I lay my head,
Yet, gracious God, thou wilt not leave
My soul for ever with the dead,
Nor lose thy children in the grave.

3 My flesh shall thy first call obey,
Shake off the dust, and rise on high;
Then shalt thou lead the wondrous way,
Up to thy throne above the sky.

4 There streams of endless pleasure flow;
And full discoveries of thy grace,
(Which we but tasted here below)
Spread heavenly joys through all the place.

PSALM 16. FIRST PART.

Verses paraphrased, 1 to 8.

C. M.

Support and Counsel from God, without Merit.

1

SAVE

me, O Lord, from every foe;
In thee my trust I place;

Though all the good that I can do
Can ne'er deserve thy grace:

2 Yet, if my God prolong my breath,
The saints may profit by't;
The saints, the glory of the earth,
The men of my delight.

3 Let heathens to their idols haste,
And worship wood or stone;

But my delightful lot is cast
Where the true God is known.

4 His hand provides me constant food;
He fills my daily cup;

Much am I pleas'd with present good,
But more rejoice in hope.

5 God is my portion and my joy,
His counsels are my light;
He gives me sweet advice by day,
And gentle hints by night.

6 My soul would all her thoughts approve To his all-seeing eye;

Not death, nor hell, my hope shall move,
While such a friend is nigh.

PSALM 16.

SECOND PART.

C. M.

The verses paraphrased are, from the eighth to the end.

The Death and Resurrection of Christ.

Set the Lord before my face,

He bears my courage up:

My heart and tongue their joys express;

My flesh shall rest in hope.

2. My spirit, Lord, thou wilt not leave

Where souls departed are;

Nor quit my body to the grave,

To see corruption there.

3 Thou wilt reveal the path of life,
'And raise me to thy throne;

Thy courts immortal pleasure give,
Thy presence joys unknown.'

4 [Thus in the name of Christ the Lord,
The holy David sung;

And providence fulfils the word
Of his prophetic tongue.

5 Jesus, whom every saint adores,
Was crucified and slain;

Behold the tomb its prey restores!
Behold he lives again!

6 When shall my feet arise and stand
On heaven's eternal hills?

There sits the Son at God's right hand,
And there the Father smiles.]

PSALM 17. Short Metre.

Verses paraphrased, 13 to the end.

Portion of Saints and Sinners; or, Hope and Despair in Death.

ARISE, my gracious God,

And make the wicked flee:

They are but thy chastising rod,
To drive thy saints to thee.

Behold the sinner dies,

His haughty words are vain;

Here, in this life, his pleasure lies,
And all beyond is pain.

Then let his pride advance,
And boast of all his store;
The Lord is my inheritance,
My soul can wish no more.

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I shall behold the face

Of my forgiving God,

And stand complete in righteousness,
Wash'd in my Saviour's blood.

5

There's a new heaven begun

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When I awake from death,
Drest in the likeness of thy Son,
And draw immortal breath.

PSALM 17. Long Metre.

The Sinner's Portion and Saint's Hope; or, the Heaven of separate Souls, and the Resurrection.

LORD, I am
am thine; but thou wilt prove
My faith, my patience, and my love:
When men of spite against me join,
They are the sword, the hand is thine.

2 Their hope and portion lie below;
"Tis all the happiness they know,

'Tis all they seek; they take their shares, And leave the rest among their heirs.

3 What sinners value, I resign;
Lord, 'tis enough that thou art mine;
I shall behold thy blissful face,
And stand complete in righteousness.

4 This life's a dream, an empty shew;
But the bright world to which I go
Hath joys substantial and sincere ;
When shall I wake and find me there?