Send thy good Spirit from above,
To guide me, lest I stray.

6 O who can ever find

The errors of his ways?

Yet, with a bold presumptuous mind,
I would not dare transgress.

7 Warn me of ev'ry sin;

Forgive my secret faults;
And cleanse this guilty soul of mine,
Whose crimes exceed my thoughts.
While with my heart and tongue

I spread thy praise abroad;
Accept the worship and the song,
My Saviour and my God!

PSALM XIX. [L. M.]

The book of nature and of scripture compared: or, the glory and success of the gospel.

1 THE heav'ns declare thy glory, Lord;
In ev'ry star thy wisdom shines;
But when our eyes behold thy word,
We read thy name in fairer lines.

2 The rolling sun, the changing light,
And nights and days thy pow'r confess,
But the blest volume thou hast writ,
Reveals thy justice and thy grace.

3 Sun, moon, and stars convey thy praise
Round thewhole earth, and never stand,
So when thy truth began its race,
It touch'd and glanc'd on ev'ry land.
4 Nor shall thy spreading gospel rest,
Till thro' the world thy truth has run,
Till Christ has all the nations blest,
That see the light, or feel the sun.

5 Great Sun of Righteousness arise,
Bless the dark world with heav'nly light;
Thy gospel makes the simple wise,
Thy laws are pure,thy judgments right.
6 Thy noblest wonders here we view,
In souls renew'd and sins forgiv'n;
Lord, cleanse my sins, my soul renew,
And make thy word my guide to heav'n.

PSALM XIX.

To the tune of the 113th Psalm.
The book of nature and scripture.

1 GREAT God, the heav'n's well order'd frame,

Declares the glories of thy name;
There thy rich works of wonders shine,
A thousand starry beauties there,
A thousand radiant marks appear,
Of boundless pow'r and skill divine.

2. From night to day, from day to night, The dawning and the dying light,

Lectures of heav'nly wisdom read;
With silent eloquence they raise
Our thoughts to our Creator's praise,
And neither sound nor language need.

3 Yet their divine instructions run
Far as the journies of the sun,

And ev'ry nation knows their voice: The sun, like some young bridegroom drest

Breaks from the chambers of the east, Rolls round, and makes the earth rejoice.

4 Where'er he spreads his beams abroad, He smiles and speaks his maker God;

All nature joins to shew thy praise. Thus God in ev'ry creature shines: Fair is the book of nature's lines; But fairer is thy book of grace.

PAUSE.

5 I love the volumes of thy word:
What light and joy those leaves afford
To souls benighted and distrest!
Thy precepts guide my doubtful way,
Thy fear forbids my feet to stray,

Thy promise leads my heart to rest. 6 From the discov'ries of thy law, The perfect rules of life I draw:

These are my study and delight; Not honey so invites the taste; Nor gold that hath the furnace past, Appears so pleasing to the sight. 7 Thy threat'nings wake my slumb'ring eyes,

And warn me where my danger lies;
But 'tis thy blessed gospel, Lord,
That makes my guilty conscience clean,
Converts my soul, subdues my sin,

And gives a free but large reward. 8 Who knows the errors of his thoughts? My God, forgive my secret faults,

And from presumptuous sins restrain: Accept my poor attempts to praise, That I have read thy book of grace, And book of nature not in vain.

PSALM XX.

Prayer and hope of victory. For a day of prayer in time of war. 1 NOW may the God of pow'r and grace Attend his people's humble cry! Jehovah hears when Isr'el prays, And brings deliv'rance from on high.

2 The name of Jacob's God defends, Better than shields or brazen walls; He from his sanctuary sends

Succour and strength, when Zion calls. 3 Well he remembers all our sighs; His love exceeds our best deserts; His love accepts the sacrifice

Of humble groans and broken hearts. 4 In his salvation is our hope,

And in the name of Isr'el's God Our troops shall lift their banners up, Our navies spread their flags abroad. 5 Some trust in horses train'd for war, And some of chariots make their boasts:

Our surest expectations are

From thee,the Lord of heav'nlyhosts. 6 [O may the mem'ry of thy name Inspire our armies for the fight!

3 Great was the victory of his death,
His throne exalted high;
And all the kindreds of the earth
Shall worship, or shall die.

44 num'rons offspring must arise
From his expiring groans;
They shall be reckon'd, in his eyes,
For daughters and for sons.

5 Tue meck and humble souls shall see
His table richly spread;
And all that seek the Lord shall be
With joys immortal fed.

The isles shall know the righteousness
Of our incarnate God
And nations, yet unborn, profess
Salvation in his blood.

1

PSALM XXII. [L. M.]
Christ's sufferings and exaltation.

1 NOW let our mournful songs record
The dying sorrows of our Lord;
When he complain'd in tears and blood,
As one forsaken of his God.

9 The Jews beheld him thus forlorn,

And shake their heads, and laugh in

scorn;

"He rescu❜d others from the grave: "Now let him try himself to save. “This is the man did once pretend; "God was his Father, and his friend: "If God the blessed lov'd him so, "Why doth he fail to help him now?

4 Barbarous people! cruel priests! How they stood round like savage beasts!

Like lions gaping to devour,

When God had left him in their pow'r.

5 Theywound his head,his hands, his feet,
Till streams of blood each other meet;
By lot his garments they divide,
And mock the pangs in which he dy'd.
6 But God, his Father, heard his cry:
Rais'd from the dead,he reigns on high;
The nations learn his righteousness,
And humble sinners taste his grace.

PSALM XXIII. [L. M.]
God our Shepherd.

1 MY shepherd is the living Lord;
Now shall my wants be well supply'd;
His providence and holy word
Become my safety and my guide.
2 In pastures where salvation grows,
He makes me feed, he makes me rest;
There living water gently flows,
And all the food divinely blest.

3 My wand'ring feet his ways mistake,
But he restores my soul to peace,
And leads me, for his mercy's sake,
In the fair paths of righteousness.
4 Tho' I walk thro' the gloomy vale,
Where death and all its terrors are,

My heart and hope shall never fail, For God my shepherd's with me there, 5 Amidst the darkness and the deeps Thou art my comfort, thou my stay; Thy staff supports my feeble steps, Thy rod directs my doubtful way.

6 The sons of earth and sons of hell
Gaze at thy goodness, and repine
To see my table spread so well,
With living bread and chearful wine:

7 [How I rejoice when on my head
Thy Spirit condescends to rest!
'Tis a divine anointing shed
Like oil of gladness at a feast.

8 Surely the mercies of the Lord
Attend his household all their days:
There will I dwell to hear his word,
To seek his face and sing his praise.]
PSALM XXIII. [C. M.]

1 MY Shepherd will supply my need, Jehovah is his name;

2

In pastures fresh he makes me feed,
Beside the living stream.

He brings my wand'ring spirit back,
When I forsake his ways;

And leads me, for his mercy's sake,
In paths of truth and grace.

3 When I walk thro' the shades of death,
Thy presence is my stay;
A word of thy supporting breath
Drives all my fears away..

4 Thy hand, in spite of all my foes,
Doth still my table spread;
My cup with blessings overflows,
Thine oil anoints my head.
5 The sure provisions of my God
Attend me all my days;

O may thy house be mine abode,
And all my work be praise!

6 There would I find a settled rest,
(While others go and come)
No more a stranger, or a guest,
But like a child at home.

PSALM XXIII. [S. M.]

1 THE Lord my Shepherd is,
I shall be well supply'd;
Since he is mine, and I am his,
What can I want beside?
2 He leads me to the place

Where heav'nly pasture grows,
Where living waters gently pass,
And full salvation flows.

3 If e'er I go astray,

He doth my soul reclaim,

And guides me in his own right way, For his most holy name.

4 While he affords his aid,

I cannot yield to fear

Tho' I should walk thro' death's dark

Shall crown my following days;
Nor from thy house will I remove,
Nor cease to speak thy praise.

PSALM XXIV. [C. M.]
Dwelling with God.

1 THE earth for ever is the Lord's,
With Adam's numerous race;
He rais'd its arches o'er the floods,
And built it on the seas.

But who among the sons of men,
May visit thine abode ?

He that has bands from mischief clean,
Whose heart is right with God.

3 This is the man may rise and take
The blessings of his grace;
This is the lot of those that seek
The God of Jacob's face.

4 Now let our souls' immortal pow'rs
To meet the Lord prepare,
Lift up their everlasting doors,
The king of glory's near.

5 The king of glory! Who can tell
The wonders of his might?
He rules the nations; but to dwell
With saints, is his delight.

PSALM XXIV. [L. M.] Saints dwell in heaven; or, Christ's ascension.

1 THIS spacious earth is all the Lord's, And men, and worms, and beasts, and birds;

He rais'd the buildings on the seas, And gave it for their dwelling-place. But there's a brighter world on high, Thy palace, Lord, above the sky; Who shall ascend that bless'd abode, And dwell so near his maker God? 3 He that abhors and fears to sin, Whose heart is pure, whose hands are clean,

Him shall the Lord the Saviour bless, And clothe his soul with righteousness. 4 These are the men, the pious race That seek the God of Jacob's face; These shall enjoy the blissful sight, And dwell in everlasting light.

7 Rais'd from the dead he goes before,
He opens heav'n's eternal door,
To give his saints a blest abode,
Near their Redeemer and their God.

PSALM XXV. 1---11. PART 1. Waiting for pardon and direction. 1 I LIFT my soul to God,

My trust is in his name; Let not my foes, that seek my blood, Still triumph in my shame.

2 Sin, and the pow'rs of hell Persuade me to despair;

Lord, make me know thy cov'nant well,

That I may 'scape the snare.

3 From the first dawning light,
Till the dark ev'ning rise,
For thy salvation, Lord, I wait
With ever-longing eyes.

4 Remember all thy grace,

And lead me in thy truth;
Forgive the sins of riper days,
And follies of my youth.

5 The Lord is just and kind,
The meek shall learn his ways,
And ev'ry humble sinner find
The methods of his grace.

6 For his own goodness-sake

He saves my soul from shame : He pardons (tho' my guilt be great) Thro' my Redeemer's name.

PSALM XXV. 12, 14, 10, 13.

Divine instruction.

PART II.

1 WHERE shall the man be found
That fears t' offend his God,
That loves the gospel's joyful sound,
And trembles at the rod?

2 The Lord shall make him know
The secrets of his heart,

The wonders of his cov'nant show, And all his love impart.

3 The dealings of his hand

Are truth and mercy still, With such as to his cov'nant stand, And love to do his will.

4 Their souls shall dwell at ease Before their Maker's face; Thoir seed shall taste the promises In their extensive grace.

3 When shall the sovereign grace
Of my forgiving God
Restore me from those dang 'rous ways
My wand'ring feet have trod ?

4 The tumult of my thoughts

Doth but enlarge my woe;
My spirit languishes, my heart
Is desolate and low.

5 With ev'ry 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 shame;
For I have plac'd iny only trust
In my Redeemer's name.

8 With humble faith I wait

To see thy face again;
Of Israel it shall ne'er be said,
He sought the Lord in vain.

PSALM XXVI.

Self-examination; or, evidènces of grace.
1'JUDGE me, O Lord,and prove my ways
And try my reins, and try my heart;
My faith upon thy promise stays,
Nor from thy law my feet depart.
I hate to walk, I hate to sit
With men of vanity and lyes;
The scoffer and the hypocrite
Are the abhorrence of mine eyes.
3 Amongst thy saints will I appear,
With hands well-wash'd in innocence;
But when I stand before thy bar,
The blood of Christ is my defence,

4 I love thy habitation, Lord,

The temple where thine honours dwell; There shall I hear thine holy word, And there thy works of wonder tell. 5 Let not my soul be join'd at last With men of treachery and blood, Since I my days on earth have past Among the saints and near my God.

PSALM XXVII. 1-6. Part I.

The church is our delight and safety.

1 THE Lord of glory is my light,
And my salvation too;
God is my strength, nor will I fear
What all my foes can do.

2 One privilege my heart desires ;
O grant me an abode
Among the churches of thy saints,
The temples of my God!

3 There shall I offer my requests,
And see thy beauty still,
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 strong pavillion where
He makes my soul abide.

5 Now shall my head be lifted high
Above my foes around,
And songs of joy and victory
Within thy temple sound.

PSALM XXVII. 8, 9, 13, 14. Part II.
Prayer and Hope.

1 SOON as I heard my Father say,
"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.

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

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

4 My fainting flesh had dy'd with grief, Had not my soul believ'd

To see thy grace provide relief,
Nor was my hope deceiv'd.

5 Wait on the Lord, ye trembling saints,
And keep your courage up;
He'll raise your spirit when it faints,
And far exceed your hope.

PSALM XXIX.

Storm and thunder.

1 GIVE to the Lord, ye sons of fame, 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.

3 He speaks, and tempest, hail, and wind
Lay the wide forests bare around;
The fearful hart, and frighted hind,
Leap at the terror of the sound.
4 To Lebanon he turns his voice,
And, lo! the stately cedars break;
The mountains tremble at the noise,
The vallies roar, the desarts quake,
5 The Lord sits sov'reign on the flood,
The thund'rer reigns for ever king;
But makes his church his blest abode,
Where we his awful glories sing.

6 In gentler language there the Lord
The counsels of his grace imparts;
Amidst the raging storm his word
Speaks peace and courage to our hearts.