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10 Vain is the Strength of Beasts or Men
To hope for Safety thence; But holy Souls from God obtain
A strong and sure Defence, u God is their Fear, and God their Trult:
When Plagues or Famines spread, His watchful Eye secures the Juft
Among ten thousand Dead.
And bless us from thy Throne;
And trust thy Grace alone.
XXXIV. Metre i.
HROUGH all the changing Scenes of Life,
In Trouble and in Joy, The Praises of my God shall still
My Heart and Tongue employ. 2. Of bis Deliv'rance I will boast,
Till All that are diftreft,
And charm their Griefs to rest. 3 O magnify the LORD with Me,
With Me exalt his Name;
He to my Rescue came..
The Dwellings of the Juft ;
$ O make but Trial of his Love,
Experience will decide
6 Fear Him, ye Saints, and you will then
Have Nothing else to fear ;
PSALM XXXIV, Metre i.
'HE E will I thank, and Day by Day
Form to thy Praise, the joyful Lay ; From Morn to Eve the song extend,
My God, my FATHER, and my FRIEND. 2 While pleas'd each Heart of humble Frame
Shall wake, great God, to hear thy Faine ;
And fing, with me, your MAKER's Praise. 3 To Him my Soul disclofs'd its Care ;
He heard, and, present to my Pray'r,
Each Terror from iny Breast dispell’d. 4 His Angel, nigh the juft Man's Tent
Encamp'd, each Danger to prevent,
Though harness'd Hofts his Peace oppose. 8 ) taste with me, O taste and prove
The Bleslings of his boundless Love;
6 Hail, SAVIOUR of the human Race !
Hail, FOUNTAIN of exhaustless Grace !
PSA L M XXXV.
“ Thy Strength and sure Salvation see.” 2 Thou seest
Foes a Pit prepare,
The Guilt my Breait has never known. 3 Yet I their Suff'rings oft lament,
Oft at thy Throne their Griefs present,
With Blessings on my Head return'd.) 4 Nor feels the Son his melting Breast
With deeper Sense of Grief impreís'd,
5 Not such the Pity shown to Me:
Ev'n Abjects my Abjection see!
With patient Eye behold my Wrong? 6 O let not my uninjur'd Foes
With speaking Eye, amidst my Woes,
1 But near me rang’d, with thankful Voice
Let ev'ry Friend to Truth rejoice;
To Notes of Praise shall tune its Song; 8 - Bleft be the Name of Jacob's LORD
“ The God by Heav'n and Earth ador'd,
PS A L M XXXVI.
The highest Orb of Heav'n transcends; Thy sacred Truth's unieafur's Scope
Beyond the spreading Skies extends. 2 Thy Justice like the Hills remains ;
Unfathom'd Depths thy Judgments are ;
The whole Creation is thy Care.
With what Assurance should the Just
And Saints to thy Protection truft?
To banquet on thy Love's Repast,
Of Joys that shall for ever last. 5
With Thee the Springs of Life remain,
PSA L M XXXVII.
ET not the Sinner's Wealth or Might
The Envy of thy Soul excite :
Quick as the Flow'r or vernal Blade.
(Thy Trust His TRUTH, thy Rule His Word) Submit;-and nourifh'd by his Hand,
Inherit from his Gift the Land.
Him chuse thy GUIDE, thy WAY, thy END;
His Care anticipate thy Want.
Far as the rising Morn be seen;
Diffusive, pour its cloudless Ray.
Nor let the Sight of prosp'rous Ill
6 WAIT but awhile, then look around :
No more the impious Race are found;
The Mem'ry of their Lord retain. 7 But see the meek and pious Band
(Advanc'd by God's Almighty Hand)