Create anew my vicious heart,
And fill it with thy grace.
7 Then will I make thy mercy known
Before the fons of men;
Backfliders fhall addrefs thy throne,
And turn to God again.
PSALM LI. 14,-17. Second part. Com Metre.
Repentance and faith in the blood of Chrift.
GOD of mercy, hear my call,
My loads of guilt remove;
Break down this feparating wall,
That bars me from thy love.
2 Give me the prefence of thy grace,
Then my rejoicing tongue
Shall fpeak aloud thy righteoufnefs,
And make thy praise my song.
3 No blood of goats, nor heifer flain
For fin could e'er atone;
The death of Chrift fhall ftill remain
Sufficient and alone.
4 A foul oppreft with fin's defert,
My God will ne'er despise:
A humble groan, a broken heart,
Is our best facrifice.
PSALM LIII. 4,-6.
Victory and deliverance from perfecution.
RE all the foes of Sion fools,
Who thus devour his faints?
Do they not know her Saviour rules,
And pities her complaints?
2 They fhall be feiz'd with fad surprise
For God's revenging arm
Scatters the bones of them that rife
To do his children harm.
3 In vain the fons of Satan boaft
Of armies in array;
When God has first defpis'd their hoft,
They fall an eafy prey.
4 O for a word from Sion's King,
Her captives to restore!
Jacob with all the tribes fhall fing,
And Judah weep no more.
PSALM LV. 1,-8, 16, 17, 18, 22. Com. Metre
Support for the afflicted and tempted foul.
GOD, my refuge, hear my cries,
Behold my flowing tears,
For earth and hell my hurt devise,
And triumph in my fears,
2 Their rage is level'd at my life,
My foul with guilt they load,
And fill my thoughts with inward ftrife,
To shake my hope in God.
3 With inward pain my heart-strings found,
I groan with ev'ry breath;
Horror and fear befet me round,
Amongst the fhades of death.
4 O were I like a feather'd dove,
And innocence had wings;
I'd fly and make a long remove
From all these restless things.
5 Let me to fome wild defart go,
And find a peaceful home,
Where ftorms of malice never blow,
Temptations never come.
6 Vain hopes, and vain inventions all,
To 'fcape the rage of hell!
The mighty God on whom I call,
Can fave me here as well.
By morning light I'll feek his face,
At noon repeat my cry,
The night shall hear me afk his grace,
Nor will he long deny.
8 God fhall preferve my foul from fear,
Or fhield me when afraid;
. Ten thousand angels must appear,
If he command their aid.
9 I caft my burdens on the Lord,
The Lord fuftains them all;
My courage refts upon his word,
That faints fhall never fall.
10 My highest hopes shall not be vain,
My lips fhall fpread his praife;
While cruel and deceitful men,
Scarce live out half their days.
PSALM LV. 15, 16, 17, 19, 22. Short Metre.
Dangerous profperity: or, Daily devotions encou
ET finners take their course,
And chufe the road to death;
But in the worship of my God
I'll spend my daily breath.
2 My thoughts addrefs his throne,
When morning brings the light;
I feek his bleffing every noon,
And pay my vows at night.
3 Thou wilt regard my cries,
O my eternal God,
While finners perish in surprise,
Beneath thine angry rod.
4 Because they dwell at ease,
And no fad changes feel,
They neither fear nor truft thy name,
Nor learn to do thy will.
5 But I with all my cares,
Will lean upon the Lord,
I'll caft my burdens on his arm,
And reft upon his word.
6 His arm fhall well fuftain
The children of his love;
The ground on which their safety stands,
No earthly pow'r can move.
Deliverance from oppreffion and falsehood: or, God's care of his people, in answer to faith and prayer.
THOU whose justice reigns on high,
And makes th' oppreffor cease,
Behold how envious finners try
To vex and break my peace.
2 The fons of violence and lies,
Join to devour me, Lord;
But as my hourly dangers rife,
My refuge is thy word.
3 In God moft holy, juft, and true,
I have repos'd my trust;
Nor will fear what flesh can do,
The offspring of the duft.
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