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4. We are his people, we his care,
Our souls, and all our mortal frame ::
Almighty Maker, to thy name? 5 We'll croud thy gates with thankful fongs,
High as the heav’ds our voices raise;
Shall fill thy courts with founding praise. 6 Wide as the world is thy command,
Vast as eternity thy love;
PSALM CI. Long Metre.
The magistrates pfalm.
And since they both to thee belongs
To thee my songs and vows I bring. 2 If I am raisid to bear the sword,
I'll take my counfels from thy word;
Shall be the pattern of my ways. 3 Let wisdom all my actions guide,
And let my God with me reside;
Which may provoke thy jealousy. 4 No sons of lander, rage and frife,
Shall be companions of my life;
Within my doors shall ne'er abide. 5 [I'll fearch the land, and raise the ju
To ports of honour, wealth ada raha
The men that work thy holy will
Shall be my friends and fav'rites still.] 6 In vain shall fingers hope to rise
By flatt'ring or malicious lies;
The bold offender shan't be spar'd.
Shall hide their heads or quit the land;
PSALM CI. Common Metre.
pay my God my vows;
Teach me to rule my house.
And make thy servant wife;
That shall.offend thine eyes.
By falfhood or by force,
I'll thrust them from my doors.
And will their help enjoy;
The servants l'll employ.
M'il not endure a night;
And banish from my sight.
6 I'll purge my family around,
And make the wicked flee; So shall my house be ever found
A dwelling fit for thee.
PSALM CII. 1,--13, 20, 21. Firft Part.
A prayer of the afflicted.
EAR me, O God, nor hide thy face,
But answer, left I die:
To hear when finners cry?
Diffolving in the air;
And sinking in despair.
Burnt with excessive heat:
And I forget to eat.
The sparrow tells her moan,
I sit and grieve alone.
Where beasts of midnight howl;
And there the screaming owl.
Dwell in my troubled breast;
Nor give my spirit reft.
And tears are my repast;
My daily bread like ashes grows
Unpleasant to my taste.
To fouls that feel thy frown;
Thy hand hath cast me down.
And life's declining light
That vanish into night.
O my eternal God;
And spread thy works abroad.
Nor will my Lord delay
That long expected day.
And by mysterious ways
And fills their tongues with praise.
PSALM CII. 13-21. Second Part.
Prayer heard, and Zion restored.
Behold the promis'd hour:
And comes t'exalt his pow'r.
Are precious in our eyes;
And all that duft Mall rise.
3 The Lord will raise Jerusalem,
And stand in glory there; Nations shall bow before his name,
And kings attend with fear.
With pity in his eyes;
And sees their sighs arise.
And when his faints complain,
“ Was ever spent in vain.”
And left on long record,
And trust, and praise the Lord.
PSALM CII, 233-28Third Part.
It's the Lord our Saviour's hand
Man's mortality, and Christ's eternity; or, Saints
dit, but Christ and the church live. T is the Lord our Saviour's hand
Weakens our strength amidst the race; Difeafe and death at his command
Arrest us, and cut short our days. 2 Spare us, O Lord, aloud we pray,
Nor let our fun go down at noon;
And must thy children die fo loon? 3
Yet in the midst of death and grief,