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In council why did kings engage
To slay the Lord of life?
His foes rebellious say;
And cast his laws away.
Beholds what sinners do;
And strikes their spirits thro.
Has risen and left the dead; His throne is fixt on Zion's lill,
The crown is on his head. 5 I will declare the sure decree
And own him for my son; This day have I begotten thee,
O thou, most Holy One. 6 Ask me, my Son, and then enjoy
The utmost heathen lands; Thy rod of iron shall destroy
The rebel who withstands."
No more with Jesus vie;
For if he frown ye die.
If once his wrath inflame,
PSALM 2. L. M.
That Jew and Gentile both engage
To slay the Lord's anointed one. 2 His foes, combin'd in council, say,
" We'll ne'er submit to Jesus' crown; Come, let us cast his laws away,
And tread the man of sorrows down." 3 The Lord, who high in glory reigns,
Derides the words with which they speak; All heaven a bursting laughter feigns,
At rage so strong and power so weak! 4 Now shall he speak and vex them sore,
A word from God, the proud confounds, Loud as his awful thunders roar,
His voice of indignation sounds. 5“ I will maintain his royal throne,
On Zion's everlasting hill;
And bows the nations to his will. 6 Jesus shall reign from pole to pole,
Thro distant circles draw his line; Ask me, my Son, and take the whole,
The world's remotest parts are thine. 7 Thy foes shall know that Christ is God,
When they shall see thy lightning flash; For thou shalt break them with thy rod,
And down to hell the wicked dash.” 8 Be wise, ye haughty princes, now,
Ye judges, hear his heavenly voice, Low at the throne of Jesus bow,
And with a trembling fear rejoice. 9 His offer'd grace no more despise,
Salute the son with kind embrace; If once his wrath the least arise,
Blest are the men who trust his grace.
PSALM 3. C. M.
What cruel things they say,
And drive them far away?
Deride thy chast'ning rod;
He has no help in God.
By fierce temptation driven, To me my growing sins appear,
Too great to be forgiven.
The 'uplifter of mine head,
And on the tempter tread. 5 Arise, O Lord, lift up
And my deliverer stand,
PSALM 3. Part 2. C. M.
The force of prayer.
From Zion's holy hill,
And did his word fulfill.
I felt mine eyes incline; Awhile I slept, and then arose, Sustain'd by power divine.
Insidious, treacherous, diligent lo entrap..
3 No more shall terrors make me 'afraid,
Tbro grace I can endure;
My faith remains secure.
My soul in anguish cried;
Nor can I be denied.
Dispers'd the 'ungodly band;
And not a foe could stand.
He gives the sufferers rest, He turns our sorrows into songs And makes his people blest.
PSALM 4. L. M.
A prayer for audience.
Before thy throne of grace I fall;
Have mercy now and hear my call. 2 Ye sons of men, in vain you try
To turn my glorying into shame; How long will scoffers love to lie,
And fools reproach my Savior's name? 3 Know that the Lord has set apart
His saints, who humbly serve him here; He knows the man of upright heart,
And gives him grace to persevere. 4 Let daring sinners stand in awe,
And such amazing grace adore; Commune with couscience, read the law,
Believe, repent, and sin no more.
5 When saints have wrought, with willing hands,
Whate'er the law enjoins as just, Their hope of heaven in Jesus stands,
In God, and not in man, they trust. 6 How many vain immortals say,
Who will bestow us any gift? 'Tis not for earthly things I pray,
Bui, Lord, thy light upon me lift. 7 Then shall my cheerful powers rejoice At grace
and favor so divine, Nor will I change my happy choice
For all their corn and all their wine. 8 At peace with God, I laid me down
And nature took refreshing rest; But who can sleep, and bear his frown Like embers burning in his breast?
PSALM 4. C. M.
To thee my cries I send;
Nor would I dare to 'offend.
From cases and business free, 'Tis sweet conversing on my bed,
With mine own heart and thee. 3 This evening sacrifice I bring,
And offer what is just;
Is all my hope and trust.
Nor fear the powers of hell;
With thee I safely dwell.