Call Jehovah thy salvation

Come, praise the Lord, come praise Him

Depend on God, and Him obey

Erect your heads, eternal gates
Except the Lord the house defend

How just and merciful is God

How long wilt Thou forget me, Lord

How shall the young preserve their ways
How vast must their advantage be

My God, my God, why leav'st Thou me
My Shepherd is the living Lord

My soul, inspired with sacred love
My soul, praise the Lord

No change of times shall ever shock

O bless'd estate! bless'd from above
O come, loud anthems let us sing
O God, my gracious God, to Thee
O God, my heart is fix'd, 'tis bent
O God of hosts, the mighty Lord

O God, our strength, to Thee the song.
O God! Thou art my God alone.
O Israel's Shepherd, Joseph's Guide
O Lord of hosts, return again
O Lord, the Saviour and defence.

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O praise the Lord with one consent
O praise ye the Lord

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O render thanks, and bless the Lord
O render thanks to God above
O Thou, to whom all creatures bow
O'twas a joyful sound to hear
O Zion, glorious things to come

Praise the Lord enthroned on high
Praise the Lord, for He is love
Praise the Lord, ye hosts above

Sing to the Lord a new-made song

Thee I'll extol, my God and King
The heavens declare Thy glory, Lord.

The Lord descended from above
The Lord Himself, the mighty Lord

The Lord is kind and merciful

The Lord, the universal King
The Lord to thy request attend
The spacious firmament on high

Thy mercies manifold .

Thy uncontroll'd dominion shall
Thy Word is to my feet a lamp
To bless Thy chosen race

To celebrate Thy praise, O Lord.
To God above, from all below
To God, in whom I trust
To God, the mighty Lord
To my request and earnest cry
To Sion's hill I lift my eyes

Vex not thy soul for men of pride

When I pour out my soul in prayer
While God vouchsafes me His support
While my God His succour sendeth
Who place on Sion's God their trust
Who shall in Thy tent abide
With cheerful notes let all the earth
With glory clad, with strength array'd
With me, Thy servant, Thou hast dealt
With one consent let all the earth

Ye boundless realms of joy
Ye saints and servants of the Lord
You that are of princely birth

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PSALMS.

PSALM I.

N.V.

C.M.

(1, 2, 3. 6.)

How bless'd is he who ne'er consents
By ill advice to walk;

Nor stands in sinners' ways, nor sits
Where men profanely talk.

But makes the perfect law of God
His business and delight;
Devoutly reads therein by day,
And meditates by night.

Like some fair tree, which, fed by streams,

With timely fruit does bend,

He still shall flourish, and success

All his designs attend.

For God approves the just man's ways,

To happiness they tend;

But sinners, and the paths they tread,
Shall both in ruin end.