5 Put them in fear beneath thy rod, Will they confess that Christ is God, PSALM 9. Part 1. L. M. Babylon is fallen. 1 WITH all mine heart I 'll raise my voice, And in the 'eternal God rejoice; I'll praise thy name, O thou Most High, For thou hast heard the 'oppressed sigh. 2 The Lord in righteousness delights, The Lord maintains our injur'd rights; High in the heavens he reigns alone, And sits in judgment on his throne. 3 When hosts of hell begin the 'attack He turns the 'infuriate legions back, Rebukes their rage, and blots their name For ever from the book of fame. 4 Thou bloody foe, thou faithless friend, Destruction is thy certain end; For fields despoil'd,* and cities burn'd, Thy kingdom must be now o'erturn'd. 5 The 'eternal Judge his throne prepares, Just is the judgment God declares; "I'll be the refuge for the 'opprest, And give my weary people rest." 6 The men who know the Lord will trust A Judge and Advocate so just; For God will ne'er forsake the meek, Who humbly his salvation seek. PSALM 9. Part 2. L. M. Glory and victory. 1 GLORY to God, the 'eternal King, Let all the saints in triumph sing; * Despoil'd, robbed, plundered, ravaged. Say what the Prince of Peace has done, 2 When God, the Judge, shall thus inquire, PSALM 10. C. M. The complaint. 1 WHY does the Lord so far stand off? 2 The wicked persecutes the meek, His lofty soul disdains to seek The God that rules on high. 3 He boasts of all his heart's desire, He blesses men abhorr'd; "The Lord, says he, will not require, And who regards the Lord?" 4 His mouth is full of envious guile, His heart with pride is blown, He murders with a treacherous smile, Nor thinks the 'intention known. 5 As lions roaring from the den, O'er all the forest prey; So he devours the sons of men, Infuriate* more than they. 6 A lie for truth he dares to 'avouch,t 7 Arise, O God, at our request, Lift up thine hand and save the 'opprest, Avenge thy suffering saints. PSALM 10. L. M. Persecutors mistaken. 1 THE bloody tyrant God defies, But in his foolish heart replies; Tho I have doom'd the saints to fire, Yet God their blood will ne'er require. 2 The Lord beholds the sons of spite, And will their mischief well requite; Strong is his hand, his arrow keen, To 'avenge the wrongs his eyes have seen. • Infuriate, enraged. To avouch, to affirm. 3 The poor to God their souls commend, PSALM 11. L. M. Rebellion and treason subdued. 1 MY refuge is the God of love, Why do my foes insult and cry, "Fly, like a tim❜rous trembling dove, To distant woods and mountains fly." 2 Behold the wicked bend their bow, They shoot and pull the deadly string; To lay the men of virtue low, The flying arrow takes the wing. 3 If government be first destroy'd, And faction split the nation thro Till violence make justice void, What can the saints of Jesus do? 4 Secure beyond the stormy skies, Jehovah high in glory sits; He sees whate'er is done, and tries The 'obscurest sin that man commits. 5 On impious rebels God shall rain Sulphur and snares and fire and death, Such as he kindled on the plain Of Sodom with his angry breath. 6 Tempests that tear the forests up, Shall floods of vengeance o'er them pour; This is the portion of their cup, Who now the saints of God devour. 7 The righteous Lord loves righteous souls, His heart approves whate'er is right; But his almighty hand controls The sons of infamy and spite. PSALM 12. L. M. Infidelity complained of. 1 ALMIGHTY God, thy people save, And speak in language more profane. But some thy dreadful name blaspheme. 4 "Yet shall our words be free," they cry, "Our tongues shall be control'd by none; Who shall presume to ask us, why, Or challenge what our hands have done?" 5 Jesus, who sees the poor opprest, And hears the 'oppressor's impious stile, |