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Their feed (hall taste the promises
In their extensive grace.
PSALM XXV. 15--22. Third part. Distress of foul: or, Backsliding and defertion,
INE eyes and my desire
Are ever to the Lord;
And rest upon his word.
Bring thy salvation near;
Out of the deadly soare?
Of my forgiving God,
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.
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.
To see thy face again;
And try my reins, and try my heart;
Are the abhorrence of mine eyes. 3 Amongst thy faints will I appear,
With hands well wash'd in innocence;
defence. 4 I love thy habitation, Lord,
The temple where thine honours dweil;
And there thy works of wonders tell.. 5 Let not my soul be join'd at last
With men of treachery and blood,
The church is our delight and safety.
God is my strength; nór will I fear
What all my foes can do.
O grant me an abode
The temples of my God!
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.
PSALM XXVII. 8, 9, 13, 14. Second part,
Prayer and hope.
“ 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.
Leave me to want or die,
And all my need supply.
4 My fainting flesh had dy'd with grief,
Had not my soul believ'd,
Nor was my hope deceiv'd.
And keep your courage up;
And far exceed your hope.
PSA L M XXIX.
Storm and thunder.
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.
Lay the wide forest bare around;
Leap at the terror of the sound, 4 To Lebanon he turns his voice,
And lo, the stately cedars break;
Where we his awful glories sing.
The counfels of his grace iinparts:
Amidst the raging storm his word
PSALM XXX. First part.
At thy command diseales fly;
From the dark borders of the grave?
And tell how large his goodness is;
While you record his holiness.
His love is life and length of days:
Health, sickness, and recovery.
And I presum'd 'twould ne'er be night;
“ Pleasure and peace shall ne'er depart.”
Which made my mountain stand lo long;
My health was gone, my comforts dy'd.
Deep in the dust can I declare
« Hear me, O God of grace, I said,
“And bring me from among the dead: