Is not thy mercy still the same,
To cheer my drooping heart?
6 My God! my Father! be thy name
My solace and my stay ;
Oh! wilt thou seal my humble claim,
And drive my fears away?
PSALM 31, 7s.
God, a Rock and Fortress.
ORD! I look for all to thee
Thou hast been a rock to me:
Still thy wonted aid afford;
Still be near, my shield, my sword!
I my soul commit to thee,
Lord! thy blood has ransomed me.
2 Faint and sinking on my road,
Still I cling to thee, my God!
Bending 'neath a weight of woes,
Harassed by a thousand foes,
Hope still chides my rising fears;
Joys still mingle with my tears.
mf 3 On thy word I take my stand;
All my times are in thy hand;
Make thy face upon me shine;
Take me 'neath thy wings divine:
Lord! thy grace is all my trust;
Save, Oh! save thy trembling dust.
4 Oh! what mercies still attend
Those who make the Lord their friend!
Sweetly, safely shall they 'bide
'Neath his eye, and at his side:
Lord! may this my station be:
Seek it, all ye saints! with me.
PSALM 32, First Part, L. M.
Pardon and Obedience.
LEST is the man, for ever blest,
Whose guilt is pardoned by his God; Whose sins with sorrow are confessed, And covered with his Saviour's blood.
2 From guile his heart and lips are free: His humble joy, his holy fear,
With deep repentance well agree,
And join to prove his faith sincere. mf 3 How glorious is that righteousness, That hides and cancels all his sins! While a bright evidence of grace,
Through his whole life, appears and shines.
PSALM 32, Second Part, L. M.
Confession and Pardon.
HILE I keep silence, and conceal
My heavy guilt within my heart,
What torments doth my conscience feel!
What agonies of inward smart!
2 I spread my sins before the Lord,
And all my secret faults confess;
Thy gospel speaks a pard'ning word,
Thy Holy Spirit seals the grace.
3 For this shall every humble soul
Make swift addresses to thy seat;
When floods of huge temptations roll,
There shall they find a blest retreat.
4 How safe beneath thy wings I lie,
When days grow dark and storms appear!
And, when I walk, thy watchful eye
Shall guide me safe from every snare.
PSALM 32, S. H.
Forgiveness of Sins.
blesséd souls are they,
Whose sins are covered o'er
Divinely blest, to whom the Lord
Imputes their guilt no more.
mp 2 They mourn their follies past,
And keep their hearts with care;
Their lips and lives, without deceit,
Shall prove their faith sincere.
3 While I concealed my guilt,
I felt the festering wound;
Till I confessed my sins to thee,
And ready pardon found.
4 Let sinners learn to pray,
Let saints keep near the throne;
Our help, in times of deep distress,
Is found in God alone.
PSALM 33, First Part, C. M.
Works of Creation and Providence.
EJOICE, ye righteous! in the Lord;
This work belongs to you;
Sing of his name, his ways, his word;
How holy, just, and true!
2 His mercy, and his righteousness,
Let heaven and earth proclaim ;
His works of nature and of grace
Reveal his wondrous name.
3 His wisdom and almighty word
The heavenly arches spread;
And, by the Spirit of the Lord,
Their shining hosts were made.
4 He bade the liquid waters flow
To their appointed deep;
The flowing seas their limits know,
And their own station keep.
5 Ye tenants of the spacious earth!
With fear before him stand:
He spake-and nature took its birth,
And rests on his command.
6 He scorns the angry nations' rage,
And breaks their vain designs;
His counsel stands through every age,
And in full glory shines.
PSALM 33, Second Part, C. M.
Creatures vain, and God all-sufficient.
1 PLEST is the nation, where the Lord
BLES
D Hath fixed his gracious throne;
Where he reveals his heavenly word,
And calls the tribes his own.
2 His eye, with infinite survey,
Does the whole world behold;
He formed us all of equal clay,
And knows our feeble mould.
3 God is our fear, and God our trust,
When plagues or famine spread;
His watchful eye secures the just,
Among ten thousand dead.
mf 4 Lord! let our hearts in thee rejoice,
And bless us from thy throne;
For we have made thy word our choice,
And trust thy grace alone.
FSALM 33, L. P. M.
Works of Creation and Providence.
YE holy souls! in God rejoice;
Your Maker's praise becomes your voice;
Great is your theme, your songs be new;
Sing of his name, his word, his ways,
His works of nature and of grace;-
How wise and holy, just and true!
2 Justice and truth he ever loves;
And the whole earth his goodness proves;
His word the heavenly arches spread;
How wide they shine from north to south!
And, by the spirit of his mouth,
Were all the starry armies made.
3 He gathers the wide-flowing seas,-
Those watery treasures know their place,-
In the vast store-house of the deep:
He spake-and gave all nature birth;
And fires and seas, and heaven and earth,
His everlasting orders keep.
4 Let mortals tremble, and adore
A God of such resistless power,
Nor dare indulge their feeble rage:
Vain are their thoughts, and weak their hands;
But his eternal counsel stands,
And rules the world from age to age.
PSALM 34, First Part, L. M.
God's Care of his Saints.
1 LORD! I will bless thee all my days;
Thy praise shall dwell upon my tongue;
My soul shall glory in thy grace,
While saints rejoice to hear the song.
2 Come, magnify the Lord with me;
Come, let us all exalt his name;
I sought th' eternal God, and he
Has not exposed my hope to shame.
3 I told him all iny secret grief,-
My secret groaning reached his ears;
He gave my inward pains relief,
And calmed the tumult of my fears.
4 To him the poor lift up their eyes,-
With heavenly joy their faces shine;
A beam of mercy from the skies
Fills them with light and joy divine.
5 His holy angels pitch their tents
Around the men that serve the Lord:
Oh! fear and love him, all his saints!
Taste of his grace and trust his word.
PSALM 34, Second Part, L. M.
Religious Education.
CHILDREN!—in years and knowledge young,
Your parents' hope, your parents' joy,-
Attend the counsels of my tongue;
Let pious thoughts your minds employ.
2 If you desire a length of days,
And peace to crown your mortal state,
Restrain your feet from impious ways,
Your lips from slander and deceit.
3 The eyes of God regard his saints,
His ears are open to their cries;
He sets his frowning face against
The sons of violence and lies.
4 To humble souls and broken hearts,
God, with his grace, is ever nigh;
Pardon and hope his love imparts,
When men in deep contrition lie.
5 He tells their tears, he counts their groans,
His Son redeems their souls from death;
His Spirit heals their broken bones,-
They in his praise employ their breath.
PSALM 34, First Part, C. M.
Praise for eminent Deliverance.
'LL bless the Lord from day to day;
How good are all his ways!
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