7 He lends the poor for Jesus' sake,
His hand the weak uplifts,
But will no bribes nor usury take
For all his loans and gifts.

8 This is the man, O King of Kings,
Who stands by heaven approv'd,
Thrice happy man who does these things,
His soul shall ne'er be mov❜d.

PSALM 15. L. M.

The true christian characterized.

} WHO shall ascend the heavenly place,
O God, and dwell before thy face?
Who shall the hill of glory see,
And spend eternity with thee?
2 The man of life and heart upright,
Who walks by faith and not by sight,
Who keeps the law with all his heart,
Nor will from gospel truth depart.
3 His hands are pure, his heart is clean,
His lips express the thing they mean;
And if his arm be ne'er so strong,
He 'abhors to do his neighbor wrong.
4 His cautious tongue can ne'er defame,
Nor speak against his neighbor's name;.
And when abroad the scandal flies,
He ne'er reports the 'invented lies.
5 The vile are in his eyes abhorr'd,
He honors them that fear the Lord;
He 'esteems the virtuous tho forlorn,
Nor treats the 'industrious poor with scorn.

6 He gives to rich and poor their due,
And ever makes his promise true;
Nor dares to change the oath he swears,
Whatever pain or loss he bears.

7 He never deals in bribing gold,
But mourns that justice should be sold,
Nor usury takes, nor higher fees

Than what the law itself decrees.

8 But while he 'observes to do these things,
His soul, by faith, to Jesus clings;
This man, O God, shall stand approv'd,
His stedfast soul shall ne'er be mov'd.

PSALM 16. Part 1. L. M.

Good works profit men, not God.

1 PRESERVE me, Lord, in time of need,
For succor to thy throne I flee;
But have no merit there to plead,
My goodness cannot reach to thee.
2 Oft has ray tongue to thee confest

That sin and guilt pervade* my frame, My praise can never make thee blest, Nor add new glories to thy name. 3 But to thy saints, my chosen friends, In whom I place my chief delight, To those my goodness, Lord, extends, If I before them walk aright. 4 Let others choose the sons of mirth, To give a relish to their wine, I love the men of heavenly birth, Whose thoughts and language are divine. PSALM 16. Part 2. L. M.

Christ's allsufficiency.

i LET sinners to their idols haste,

Till sorrow drowns them like a flood; Their sacrifice I will not taste,

Nor drink their offerings made of blood.

* Pervade, to go thro, to pass thro the whole extension.

2 My God provides an heavenly cup, More costly than their richest wine, He for my life has offer'd up,

The blood of Christ, the living vine. 3 Love flows from all his bleeding veins, By day his counsels guide me right; I bless, his name, who makes my reins, To 'instruct and chasten me by night. 4 How pleasant is the goodly spot

Where Christ, my Lord, has drawn my lines; He keeps my life, maintains my lot,

Where truth in all its luster shines.

5 I set the Lord before my face,

Because he 'appears at my right-hand, Unmov'd I ne'er shall fall from grace, But in my Savior safely stand.

PSALM 16. Part 3. L. M.

Courage in death.

1 JESUS, my Lord, thy cheerful voice Can make a dying follower blest; In thee my glory shall rejoice,

My flesh in hope shall also rest. 2 My soul in hell* thou wilt not leave, When in the dust I lay mine head, But at thy word the tombs shall heave, And earth and sea resign their dead. 3 My flesh shall thy first call obey,'

Shake off the dust and upward rise, The heavenly worlds with joy survey, And view thy face with sweet surprise. 4 There streams of endless pleasure flow, And full discoveries of thy grace,

*Hell, the state of the dead.

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That saints but tasted here below,

Spread heavenly joys around the place.

PSALM 16. Part 1. C. M.

No merit in the creature.

1 PRESERVE me, Lord, a sinful one,
Thy grace is all my trust,
For all the good that I have done,
Can never make me just.

2 How oft within my soul I speak,
And thus my God address,/
"A creature so debas'd and weak,
No merit can possess.

3 To God my goodness ne'er extends,
If I should act aright,

But to his saints, my chosen friends,
In whom I take delight."

4 The goodly heritage is mine,
How pleasant is my place,

I dwell where truth and mercy shine,
Thro my Redeemer's face.

5 God is the portion of my cup,
He will my lot maintain,

Since Christ for me was offer'd up,
My faith shall not be vain.

6 If God my worthless works approve,
'Twill raise my comforts high,

Nor death nor hell my soul shall move,
If Christ my life be nigh.

PSALM 16. Part 2. C. M.

The death and resurrecton of Christ. 1" BEFORE Jehovah's face I stand, He has my ways approv'd,

Secure in God my Father's hand,
My soul shall ne'er be mov'd.

2 Mine heart is glad to hear his voice
Pronounce the Savior blest,
And while my glory doth rejoice
My flesh in hope shall rest.

3 Thou wilt not leave his soul in hell
Who dies the world to save,
Nor doom thine only Son to dwell
For ever in the grave.

4 To me thou wilt in kindness show
The path that leads above,
To thy right-hand, where pleasures flow
In streams of purest love."
5 Thus David sang in Jesus' name,
Thus Jesus' blood was spilt,
For at the 'appointed time he came,
To purge away our guilt.

6 Jesus, whom every saint adores,
Was crucified and slain;

Behold the tomb its prey restores,
Behold he lives again.

7 Above this earth and azure* skies,
To realms of brighter day,
Behold the 'ascending Savior flies
To mark his saints the way.

8 Should Jesus bring his comforts nigh,
And tell me that I'm his,
I'd give up life without a sigh,
To go where Jesus is.

PSALM 17. C. M.

God the protector of his people.

1 LORD, hear the right, my suit attend, Vouchsafet my prayer to hear,

Azure, faint blue.

To vouchsafe, to condescend.