III.

Surely my foul doth whole depend
on God my chief defire,
From ev'ry ill me to defend
none but him I' defire.

GOD

OD only my falvation is
and my strong rock is he,
He only is my fure defence,
I shall not moved be.

II.

In God my glory placed is and my falvation fure,

In God the rock is of my ftrength my refuge moft fecure.

III.

O put your trust in him alway ye folk with one accord,

Pour out your hearts to him and say, our truft is in the Lord.

IV.

To Father, Son, and holy Ghost,

the God whom we adore, Be glory as it was, is now,

and fhall be evermore.

AFTER

AFTERNOON.

PSALM LXII.

1.

SURELY mean men are vanity, and great men are a lie;

In ballance laid, they wholly are lighter than vanity.

II.

Truft not in wrong and robbery,
let vain delights be gone,
Tho' riches in abundance flow,
Set not your hearts thereon.

TII

God hath it spoken once to me,
yea this I heard again,
That pow'r unto Almighty God
alone doth appertain.

IV.

Yea mercy alfo unto thee

belongs, O Lord, alone: For thou according to his work wilt reward ev'ry one.

The

The fecond Sunday after Eafter.

PSALM LXIII.

This pfalm contains the holy breathings of the prophet after God and his ordinances. He thirfts for the means of communion with God, remembering what he had formerly found in them, and especially being now deprived of them, he longs the more. May this appetite be ever keen in our fouls. May we hunger and thirst night and day after growing fellowship with God. If ever we had any taft of its fweetness, we fhall then have a key to the pfalm. Our experience will open it to us. And may we find the defires here expreffed in our own breafts. May we feel what the prophet did when he fpake the words, and may we use them to day to quicken the fame defires in all our hearts.

I.

GOD, my God, I early feek
to come to thee in haft,

My foul and body both do long
and thirst of thee to taft:

II.

And in this barren wilderness

where waters there are none, My flesh is parcht for thought of thee, for thee I wish alone:

III.

That I thy pow'r may now behold, and brightness of thy face,

As I have feen thee heretofore

within thy holy place.

M

IV. B

IV.

Because thy mercies far furmount
this life and wretched days,
My lips therefore fhall give to thee
thine honor and thy praise.

PSALM LXIII.

I.

LORD, while I live I will not fail to worship thee alway,

And in thy name I will lift up my hands when I do pray.

II.

Ev'n as with marrow and with fat my mouth shall filled be,

Then fhall my mouth with joyful lips fing praises unto thee.

III.

When I do thee upon my bed remember with delight,

And when on thee I meditate in watches of the night:

IV.

In fhadow of thy wings I'll joy,
for thou my help haft been;
My foul thee follows hard, and me
thy right hand doth fuftain.

AFTERNOON.

PSALM LXV.

The fubject of this divine hymn is praife. It waiteth for God in his Sion. The church will always praise him

for

for pardoning fin, for bringing the pardoned finner near to him, and for fatisfying him with loving kindnefs. He will ever be glorified for his power to protect his church, and for his bleffings conferred upon her, which are in the latter part of the pfalm compared to the fruitful influences of the rain and fhining of the heavens upon the earth. The redeemed of the Lord know how to fing this hymn. Their praise is always due, and they wish to pay it: They wait to do it at all times, but efpecially when called upon in the great congregation. May we offer up our facrifice acceptably to day, even the fruit of our lips, giving thanks unto his name,

I.

PRAISE waits for thee in Sion, Lord, to thee vows paid fhall be,

O thou that hearer art of prayer,

all flefh fhall come to thee.

Bleft is the man whom thou doft choose, and mak'it approach to thee,

That he within thy courts, O Lord, a dweller still may be.

IV.

We furely shall be satisfy'd

with thine abundant grace,

And with the goodness of thy house ev'n thy most holy place.