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PSALM XXV. 15--22. Third part. Distress of foul: or, Backsliding and defertion,

INE eyes and my desire

Are ever to the Lord;
I love to plead his promises,

And rest upon his word.
2 Turn, turn thee to my soul,

Bring thy salvation near;
When will thy hand release my feet

Out of the deadly soare?
3 When shall the sov'reigo grace

Of my forgiving God,
Restore me from those dangerous ways.

My wand'ring feet have trud! 4 The tumult of my thoughts

Doth but enlarge my woe; My spirit languishes, my heart

Is desolate and low. 5 With every morning light

My sorrow new begins; Look on my anguish and my pain;

And pardon all my sins.

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PAUSE. 6 Behold the hosts of hell,

How cruel is their hate? Against my life they rise and join

Their fury with deceit. 7 O keep my soul from death,

Nor put my hope to fame.


For I have plac'd my only trust

In my Redeemer's name.
8 With humble faith I wait

To see thy face again;
Of Ifra'l it shall ne'er be said,
He fought the Lord in vain.

Self examination : or, Evidences of grace.
ÚDGE me, O Lord, and prove my ways,

And try my reins, and try my heart;
My faith upon thy promile stays,
Nor from thy law my feet depart.
2 I hate to walk, I hate to fit
With men of vanity and lies :
The scoffer and the hypocrite

Are the abhorrence of mine eyes. 3 Amongst thy faints will I appear,

With hands well wash'd in innocence;
But when I stand before thy bar,
The blood of Christ is my

defence. 4 I love thy habitation, Lord,

The temple where thine honours dweil;
There shall I hear thy holy word,

And there thy works of wonders tell.. 5 Let not my soul be join'd at last

With men of treachery and blood,
Since I my days on earth have past
Among the saints, and near my God.
PSALM XXVII. 1-6. First part.

The church is our delight and safety.
HE Lord of glory is my light,
And my salvation too;


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God is my strength; nór will I fear

What all my foes can do.
2 One privilege my heart desires;

O grant me an abode
Among the churches of thy faints,

The temples of my God!
3 There shall I offer my requests,

And lee thy beauty fill; Shall hear thy messages of love,

And there enquire thy will. 4 When troubles rise, and storms appear,

There may his children hide; God has a fuong pavilion, where

He makes my foul abide. 5 Now shall my head be lifted high

Above my foes around, And Songs of joy and victory

Within thy temple found.


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PSALM XXVII. 8, 9, 13, 14. Second part,

Prayer and hope.
"OON as I heard my Father say,

“ Ye children, seek my grace," My heart reply'd without delay,

“ I'll seek my Father's face.” 2 Let not thy face be hid from me,

Nor frown my soul away; God of my life, I fly to thee

In a distressing day.
3 Should friends and kindred near and dear

Leave me to want or die,
My God would make my life his care;

And all my need supply.

4 My fainting flesh had dy'd with grief,

Had not my soul believ'd,
To see thy grace provide relief,

Nor was my hope deceiv'd.
5 Wait on the Lord, ye trembling saints,

And keep your courage up;
He'll raile your spirit when it faiats,

And far exceed your hope.

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Storm and thunder.
IVE to the Lord, ye fons of fame,

Give to the Lord renown and pow'r, Ascribe due honours to his name,

And his eternal might adore. 2 The Lord proclaims his pow'r aloud.

Over the ocean and the land; * His voice divides the wat'ry cloud,

And lightnings blaze at his command.
3 He speaks, and tempeft, hail and wind,

Lay the wide forest bare around;
The fearful hart, and frighted hind,

Leap at the terror of the sound, 4 To Lebanon he turns his voice,

And lo, the stately cedars break;
The mountains tremble at the noise,
The vallies roar, the defarts quake.
5 The Lord fits fov'reign on the food,
The Thund'rer reigns for ever king;
But makes his church his blest abode,

Where we his awful glories sing.
6 In gentler language there the Lord

The counfels of his grace iinparts:

Amidst the raging storm his word
Speaks peace and courage to our hearts,



PSALM XXX. First part.
Sickness healed, and forrow removed.
WILL extol thee, Lord, on high,

At thy command diseales fly;
Who but a God cao speak and save

From the dark borders of the grave?
2 Sing to the Lord, ye faints of his,

And tell how large his goodness is;
Let all your pow'rs rejoice and bless,

While you record his holiness.
3 His anger but a moment stays;

His love is life and length of days:
Tho' grief and tears the night employ,
The morning ítar restores the joy.
PSALM XXX. Ver. 6. Second part:

Health, sickness, and recovery.
VIRM was my health, my day was bright,

And I presum'd 'twould ne'er be night;
Fondly I said within my heart,

“ Pleasure and peace shall ne'er depart.”
2 But I forgot thine arm was strong,

Which made my mountain stand lo long;
Soon as thy face began to hide,

My health was gone, my comforts dy'd.
3 I cry'd aloud to thee, my God;
“ What canst thou profit by my blood?

Deep in the dust can I declare
“ Thý truth, or sing thy goodness there?

« Hear me, O God of grace, I said,

“And bring me from among the dead:

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