6 Vain hopes, and vain inventions all,

To 'scape the rage of hell!
The mighty Gad on whom I call,
Can save me here as well.

PAUSE.
7 By morniog light I'll seek his face,

At noon repeat my cry,
The night shall hear me ask his grace,

Nor will he long deny.
8 God shall preserve my soul from fear,

Or shield me when afraid;
Ten thousand angels must appear,

If he command their aid.
9 I cast my burdens on the Lord,

The Lord fustains them all; My courage rests upon his word,

That saints shall never fall. 10 My highest hopes shall not be vain,

My lips shall spread his praise; While cruel and deceitful men,

Scarce live out half their days.

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PSALM LV. 15, 16, 17, 19, 22. Short Metre,
Dangerous prosperity: or, Daily devotions encou-

raged.
ET finners take their course,

And chuse the road to death;
But in the worship of my God

I'll spend my daily breath.
2 My thoughts address his throne,

When morning brings the light;
I seek his blesling 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 trust thy name,

Nor learn to do thy will. 5

But I with all my cares,

Will lean upon the Lord, I'll cast my burdens on his arm,

And rest upon his word.
6 His arm shall well sustain:

The children of his love;
The ground'on which their safety stands,

No earthly pow'r can move.

PSA L M LVI. Deliverance from oppression and falsehood: or,

God's care of his people, in answer to faith

and prayer.

O

Thou whose justice reigns on high,

And makes th’ oppreflor ceafe, Behold how envious Sippers try

To vex and break my peace. 2 The fons of violence and lies,

Join to devour me, Lord; But as my hourly dangers rise,

My refuge is thy word.
3 In God most holy, just, and true,

I have repos'd my trust;
Nor will I fear what flesh can do;
The offspring of the dust.

4 They wrest my words to mischief still, ,

Charge me with unknown faults; Mischief doth all their counsels fill,

And malice all th:ir thoughts.
5 Shall they escape without thy frown?

Must their devices staod ?
O cast the haughty finner down,
And let him koow thy hand.

PAUSE.
6 God counts the sorrows of his faints,

Their groans affect his ears;
Thou hast a book for my complaints,

A bottle for my tears.
7 When to thy throne I raise my cry,

The wicked fear aad Ace;
So swift is pray'r to reach the sky,

So Dear is God to me,
8 In thee, most holy, just, and true,

I have repos'd my trust;
Nor will I fear what man can do,

The offspring of the dust.
9 Thy solemn vows are on me, Lord,

Thou shalt receive my praise;
I'll fing, “ How faithful is thy word,

“How righteous all thy ways."
10 Thou hast secur'd my soul from death,

O fet thy pris ner free!
That heart and hand, and life and breath

May be employ'd for thee.

PSALM EVII.
Praise for protection, grace and truth.
MY

Y God, in whom are all the springs

Of boundless love, and grace unknown, Hide me beneath thy spreading wings,

Till the dark cloud is overblown. 2 Up to the heav'nsʻl send my cry,

The Lord will my desires perform;
He sends his angels from the sky,

And saves me from the threatning storm. 3 Be thou exalted, O my God,

Above the heav'ns where angels dwell;
Thy pow'r on earth be known abroad,

And land to land thy wonders tell.
4. My heart is fix'd; my fong shall raise

Immortal honours to thy name;
Awake, my tongue, to found his praise,

My toogue, the glory of my frame.
5 High o'er the earth his mercy reigos,

And reaches to the utmost sky;
His truth to endless years remains,

When lower worlds dissolve and die. 6 Be thou éxalted, O my God,

Above the heav'ns where angels dwell,
Thy pow'r on earth be known abroad,
And land to land thy wonders tell.

PSALM LVIII. As the 113th Pfalm.

Warning to magistrates.
UDGES, who rule the world by laws,

Will ye despise the righteous cause,
When th' injur'd poor

before

you

Itands?

Dare ye condemg the righteous poor,
And let rich sinuers 'scape secure,

While gold and greatness bribe your hands? 2 Have ye forgot, or never knew, That God will judge the judges too?

High in the heav'ns his justice reigns:
Yet you invade the rights of God,
And send your bold decrees abroad,

To bind the conscience in your chains.
3 A poison’d arrow is your tongue,
The arrow sharp, the poison Itrong,

And death attends where'er it wounds;
You hear no counsels, cries por tears;
So the deaf adder stops her ears

Against the pow'r of charming sounds. 4 Break out their teeth, eternal God, Those teeth of lions dy'd in blood;

And crush the serpents in the duít: As empty chaff, when whirlwiods rise, Before the sweeping tempest flies,

So let their hopes and names be lost. 5 Th’ Almighty thunders from the sky, Their grandeur melts, their titles die,

As hills of snow dissolve and run,
Or fnails that perish in their fime,
Or births that come before their time,

Vain births, that never see the sun. 6 Thus shall the vengeance of the Lord Safety and joy to laints afford;

And all that hear shall join and say, "Sure there's a God that rules op high, " A God that liears his children cry,

“And will their suff'rings well repay."