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4. “ On thee, my gracious God, I call, What canst thou profit by my
fall? Shall silence songs of glory raise?
Or shall the dust declare thy praise? 5 O, hear me, Lord of mercy, hear,
And be my Savior strong and near,
Restore me, Lord, to health again.” 6 Thus did my soul awhile bemoan,
And sooth'd her sorrows with a groad; The 'Alınighty heard my praying breath
And snatch'd me from the jaws of death. 7 No more the raging fever burns,
My mourning God to dancing turns;
And ease and gladness gird me round. 8 'Tis to this end, eternal King,
My glory shall thy goodness sing,
PSALM 31. Part 1. C. M.
Deliverance from death.
Nor am I brought to shame;
I triumph in thy name."
My soul in safety keep;
Among thy chosen sheep. 4. To thee my spirit I commit,
Eternal God of truth,
And oft renew'd my youth.
4 In trouble thou hast known my soul,
When bordering on the grave; Now let thine hand my pains control,
My life in kindness save. 5 My days are spent in silent grief,
Mine eyes consume with pain; And will the Lord afford relief?
Or must I seek in vain?,
The sons of blood and strife
And think to take my life.
Must I become their prey?
That does my mind surcharge;*
And set my feet at large.
And heaven within me make,
PSALM 31. Part 2. C. M.
Deliverance from slander. | MY soul rejoices in thy name,
My God, mine heavenly trust,
Mine honor from the dust.
My songs are turn'd to groans,
* To surcharge, to overburden.
My strength decays, mine eyes are dried,
And sorrow wastes my bones.” 3 Among mine enemies my name
A proverb vile was grown,
Forgotten or unknown.
Beset my soul around,
And speedy rescue found. 5 How great the wonders God has wrought,
How great his grace
And made to speak no more.
In vain their foes assail,
Shall ne'er by lies prevail.
I'm banish'd from my King,
Nor I his glory sing.
Who heard my weeping voice;
PSALM 32. S. M.
Forgiveness on confession, 1 BLEST are the godly seed,
Whose sins are cover'd o'er; Divinely blest the men indeed,
Who God offend no more. 2 The Lord imputes no sin
To whom he grace imparts,
Nor guilt nor guile is found within
Their unsuspicious hearts. 3 When I proud silence kept,
Nor would my sins unfold,
And all my bones grew old. 4 The Lord's almighty hand
Opprest me night and day;
In summer, dri'd away. 5 Then I confest my guilt,
When I could scarce endure,
I found a speedy cure.
Before the Savior's throne; Our help, in dark distressing times,
Is found in God alone. 7 Redeem'd and sav'd by grace,
My faith in Christ is strong; Immanuel is my dwelling place, My Savior is my song.
PSALM 32. C. M.
The pardoned sinner. 1 HOW happy must the sinner be,
Whose guilt is cover'd o'er; For ever blest indeed is he,
Who God offends no more. 2 He flies the 'enticing ways of sin,
And acts a faithful part, Nor guilt nor guile is found within
His unsuspicious heart. 3 His spirit hates deceit and lies,
He makes the Lord his fear;
Amid a tempting world he tries
To keep his conscience clear. 4. While I mine inward guilt supprést,
I could no comfort find; Thy wrath, O God, disturb'd my rest,
And rack d'my torturd mind.
To thee my sins reveald;
His blood my pardon seald.
While mercy may be found; And sinners haste without delay,
To hear the gospel sound.
O'er guilty nations roll,
PSALM 32. Part 1. L. M.
Christ our righteousness. 1 BLEST is the man, for ever blest,
Whose guilty soul is cover'd o'er, And in his Savior's raiment drest,
The stain of sin appears no more. 2 Blest is the man, whom God forgives,
And will no more impute his sin,
The joys of heaven on earth begin. 3 From guile his heart and lips are free,
His humble faith, his holy fear,
And join to prove his love sincere. 4 He keeps his garments white and clean,
Or if a spot of guilt remain,