Look on my anguish and my pain,
And pardon all my sins.

5 Oh! keep my soul from death,
Nor put my hope to shame;
For I have placed my only trust
In my Redeemer's name.

25.

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PSALM 25, Fourth Part, S. M.
Pleading for Mercy.

m 1 TO God, in whom I trust,
I lift my heart and voice;

Oh! let me not be put to shame,
Nor let my foes rejoice.

2 Thy mercies and thy love,
O Lord! recall to mind;
And graciously continue still,
As thou wast ever, kind.

aff 3 Let all my youthful crimes
Be blotted out by thee;

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And, Oh! for thy great goodness' sake,
In mercy think on me.

m 4 His mercy and his truth

26.

m 1

The righteous Lord displays,
In bringing wandering sinners home,
And teaching them his ways.

PSALM 26, L. M.

Self-Examination.

JUDGE me, O Lord! and prove my ways,

try my reins, and try my heart;

My faith upon thy promise stays,
Nor from thy law my feet depart.

2 Among thy saints will I appear

With hands well-washed in innocence;
But when I stand before thy bar,

The blood of Christ is my defence.

mf 3 I love thy habitation, Lord!

The temple where thine honors dwell;
There shall I hear thy holy word,

And there thy works of wonder tell.
4 Let not my soul be joined, at last,
With men of treachery and blond;

26.

Since I my days on earth have past
Among the saints, and near my God.

PSALM 26, H. M.

Opening a Place of Worship.
exalted strains,

f 1 IN sweeting of glory, praise;

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O'er heaven and earth he reigns,
Through everlasting days;

He, at his will, the world controls,
Sustains, or sinks, the distant poles.
2 To earth he bends his throne-
His throne of grace divine;
Wide is his bounty known,

And wide his glories shine;
Fair Salem, still his chosen rest,
Is with his smiles and presence blest.

3 Great King of glory! come,

And, with thy favor, crown
This temple as thy dome-
This people as thy own:

Beneath this roof, Oh! deign to show,
How God can dwell with men below.

4 Here may thine ears attend

Thy people's humble cries,

And grateful praise ascend,

All-fragrant, to the skies:

Here may thy word melodious sound,
And spread celestial joys around.

5 Here may th' attentive throng

26.

Imbibe thy truth and love;

And converts join the song

Of seraphim above;

And willing crowds surround thy board,
With sacred joy and sweet accord.

PSALM 26, 7s.

The House of God.

aff 1 SEARCH my heart, my actions prove,

Try my thoughts, as they arise;

For thy kindness and thy love
Ever are before my eyes.

2 I have loved the hallowed place,
Where thine honor doth abide;
To the temple of thy grace,

Lord! my erring footsteps guide.
3 Gather not my soul with those,
Who their deeds of blood pursue;
Who, thy justice to oppose,

Hold the tempting bribe to view.
4 Keep my soul from all offence;
All my supplications hear;
As I walk in innocence,

27.

Let me, Lord! thy mercy share.

PSALM 27, First Part, C. M.
The Church, our Delight and Safety.
f" 1 THE Lord of glory is my light,
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And my salvation too;

God is my strength,-nor will I fear
What all my foes can do.

aff 2 One privilege my heart desires,-
Oh! grant me an abode,

Among the churches of thy saints,—
The temples of my God.

m 3 There shall I offer my requests,
And see thy beauty still;

Shall hear thy messages of love,
And there inquire thy will.

mp 4 When troubles rise, and storms appear,
There may his children hide;
God has a strong pavilion, where
He makes my soul abide.

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f 5 Now shall my head be lifted high Above my foes around;

27.

And songs of joy and victory
Within thy temple sound.

PSALM 27, Second Part, C. M.
Prayer and Hope.

mf 1 COON as I heard my Father say,
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Ye children! seek my grace,'
My heart replied without delay,
"I'll seek my Father's face.

p 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.

VA

mp 3 Should friends and kindred, near and dear, Leave me to want, or die,

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My God would make my life his care,
And all my need supply.

mp 4 My fainting flesh had died with grief,
Had not my soul believed,

To see thy grace provide relief;-
Nor was my hope deceived.

nf 5 Wait on the Lord, ye trembling saints'
And keep your courage up;

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27.

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He'll raise your spirit when it faints,
And far exceed your hope.

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PSALM 27, Third Part, C. M.
God's Sanctuary, a Refuge.

RANT me within thy courts a place,
Among thy saints a seat;

For ever to behold thy face,

And worship at thy feet:

2 In thy pavilion to abide,

When storms of trouble blow,
And in thy tabernacle hide,

Secure from every foe.

aff 3 Then leave me not when griefs assail, And earthly comforts flee;

PP

When father, mother, kindred fail,
My God! remember me.

f 4 Wait on the Lord, with courage wait,

27.

My soul! disdain to fear;

The righteous Judge is at the gate,
And thy redemption near.

PSALM 27, 78.

God, the Orphan's Hope.

af 1 WHEN my cries ascend to thee,

Hear, Jehovah! from afar;

Let thy tender mercies be
Still propitious to my prayer.

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When thou badest me seek thy face,
Quickly did my heart reply,
Resting on thy word of grace,-

"Thee I'll seek, O Lord most high!"
aff 2 Should the world deceitful prove,
And no more its help I share,-
Though decayed a mother's love,
Though withdrawn a father's care,-
Then Jehovah's guardian eye
Shall my orphan state defend,
Shall a parent's place supply,-
He, my guardian, father, friend.

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27.

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GOD

PSALM 27, 7s and 6s.
Confidence in God.
OD is my strong salvation,
What foe have I to fear?
In darkness and temptation,
My light, my help is near:
Though hosts encamp around me,
Firm to the fight I stand;
What terror can confound me,
With God at my right hand?

2 Place on the Lord reliance,

28.

My soul! with courage wait;
His truth be thine affiance,
When faint and desolate:

His might thy heart shall strengthen,
His love thy joy increase;

Mercy thy days shall lengthen,
The Lord will give thee peace.

PSALM 28, L. M.

Prayer and Deliverance from Temptation.

aff 1 TO thee, O Lord! I raise my cries,
My fervent prayer in mercy hear;
For ruin waits my trembling soul,
If thou refuse a gracious ear.

2 While suppliant toward thy holy hill,
I lift my feeble hands to pray,
Afford thy grace, nor drive me still
With impious hypocrites away.