Which, bless'd with thy indulgent ray, O'er all the land did widely shoot. 10, 11 The hills were cover'd with its shade Its goodly boughs did cedars seem; Its branches to the sea were spread. And reach'd to proud Euphrates' stream. 12 Why then hast thou its hedge o'erthrown, Which thou hast made so firm and strong" Whilst all its grapes, defenceless grown, Are pluck'd by those that pass along. 13 See how the bristling forest boar With dreadful fury lays it waste: Hark! how the savage monsters roar, And to their helpless prey make haste. PART II ᏢᎪᎡᎢ 11 8 While I my soleinn will declare, My chosen people, hear: If thou, O Israel, to my words Will lend thy list ning ear; 9 Then shall no God besides myself Within thy coasts be found; Nor shalt thou worship any God Of all the nations rmd. 10 The Lord thy God Brought forth from sur-Tis I that all thy ju Supply with lib'ra 11 But they, my ch To hearken to my Nor would rebelliou Make me their hay choice. 12 So 1, provok'd, sign'd them up, 14 To thee, O God of hosts, we pray; Thy wonted goodness, Lord, renew; From heaven, thy throne, this vine vey, And her sad state with pity view. 15 Behold the vineyard made by thee, Which thy right hanri did guard so long; And keep that branch from danger free, Which for thyself thou mad'st so strong 16 To wasting flames 'tis made a prey, And all its spreading boughs cut down; At thy rebuke they soon decay, And perish at thy dreaiul frown. 17 Crown thou the King with good suc cess, By thy right hand secur'd from wrong; The Son of Man in mercy bless, Whom for thyself thou mad'st so strong. 18 So shall we still continue free From whatsoe'er deserves thy blame; And, if once more reviv'd by thee, Will always praise thy holy name. TO God, our never-failing strength, 2 Compose a hymn of praise, and touch 3 Let trumpets at the great new moon 4 For this a statute was of old, 5 This he for a memorial fix'd, But could not understand. m I, who thee Egypt's land; desires and. n race, refus'd ice; 'srael's sons To every lust ap y; 13 0 that my people wisely would With pious care proceed! 14 Then should my heavy judgments fall But as for the, their happy state 16 All parts with plenty should abound; With finest wheat their field: The barren rocks, to please their taste, G PSALM LXXXII OD in the great assembly stands. In state surveys the earthly gods. 4 Protect the humble helpless man, To such as would oppress. 5 They neither know, nor will they learn, But blindly rove and stray; Justice and truth, the world's supports, Through all the land decay. 6 Well then might God in anger say, I've call'd you by my name: I've said ye're gods, and all ally' "To the Most High in fame 7" But ne'ertheless your unjust deeds "To strict account I'll call You all shall die like common men, PSALM LXXXIII. Or them confound, whose harden'd hearts 18 So shall the wondering world confess, PSALM LXXXIV HOLD not thy peace, O Lord our God, GOD of hosts, the mighty Lord, No longer silent be; Nor with consenting quiet looks For lo the tumults of thy foes And those who hate thy saints and thee, 3 Against thy zealous people, Lord, Have laid their close design. 4 Come let us cut them off," say they, 5 Thus they against thy people's peace And diff'ring nations, jointly leagued, G The Ishmaelites, that dwell in tents, And Moab's sons, our ruin vow, With Hagar's race combin'd. How lovely is the place Where thou, enthron'd in glory, show'st 2 My longing soul faints with desire 3 The birds, more happy far than 1, 4 O Lord of hosts, my King and God, Who in thy temple always dwell, [thee 5 Thrice happy they, whose choice has 6 Who pass through Baca's thirsty vale, Their pools are fill'd with rain, which thou At their request dost grant. 7 Proud Ammon's offspring, Gebal too, 7 Thus they proceed from strength to With Amalek conspire; The lords of Palestine, and all The wealthy sons of Tyre. 8 All these the strong Assyrian king PART II. 9 But let such vengeance come to them, As once to Midian came; To Jabin and proud Sisera, At Kishon's fatal stream; [hosts 10 When thy right hand their num'rous 1 Let all their mighty men the fate Let all their princes fare: 12 Who, with the same design inspir'd, Their scatter'd forces prove 14, 15 As flames consume dry wood, or heath, That on parch'd mountains grows, So let thy fierce pursuing wrath With terrors strike thy foes. 16, 17 Lord, shroud their faces with dis strength, And still approach more near; 8 O Lord, the mighty God of hosts, 9 Behold, O God, for thou alone Be thou his strong defence. Than, Lord, in any place besides A thousand days to spend. 11 For God, who is our Sun and Shield, 12 Thou God, whom heavenly hosts How highly blest is he, Whose hope and trust, securely plac'd, PSALM LXXXV. ORD, thou hast granted to thy land And faithful Jacob's captive race 2, 3 Thy people's sins thou hast forgiv'a, 40 Thou hast not let thy wrath flame on, 4 O God our Saviour, all our hearts That, quench'd with our repenting tears, 5, 6 For why should'st thou be angry And wrath so long retain ? 7 Thy gracious favour, Lord, display, 8 God's answer patiently I'll wait; His mourning saints will bless. 10 For mercy now with truth is join'd, 11, 12 Truth from the earth shall spring. Shall streams of justice pour; PART II. 11 Teach me thy way, O Lord, and I 12 Thee will I praise. O Lord my Gol, Eternal trophies rear. 13 Thy boundless mercy shown to me, For thou hast oft redeem'd my soul 14 O God, the sons of pride and strife 15 But thou thy constant goodness didst Of patience, mercy, and of truth. 16 0 bounteous Lord, thy grace and To me thy servant show; Thy kind protection, Lord, on me, Thine handmaid's son, bestow. 17 Some signal give, which my prod foes PSALM LXXXVII 13 Before him righteousness shall march, GOD'S temple crowns the holy mount; And his just paths prepare ; While we his holy steps pursue With constant zeal and care. PSALM LXXXVI. O my complaint, O Lord my God, 2 Do thou, O God, preserve my soul, Thy servant keep, and him, whose trust 3 To me, who daily thee invoke, 4 Refresh thy servant's soul, whose hopes 5 Thou. Lord, art good, nor only good, 6 To my repeated humble prayer, 7 When troubled, I on thee will call, For thou wilt answer me. 8 Among the gods there's none like thee, O Lord, alone divine! To thee as much inferior they, As are their works to thine. The Lord there condescends to dwell; 2 His Sion's gates, in his account, Our Israel's fairest tents excel. 3 Fame glorious things of thee shall sing, 4 1 mention Rahab with due praise, With that of Tyre and Palestine; That many such from her proceed; 7 He'll Sion find with numbers fill'd PSALM LXXXVIII. To thee, my God, and Saviour, By day and night address my cry: 2 Vouchsafe my mournful voice to hear; To my distress incline thine ear. 3 For scas of trouble me invade, My soul draws nigh to death's cold shade; 4 Like one whose strength and hopes are They number me among the dead [fled 5 Like those who, shrouded in the grave, From thee no more remembrance have; 6 Cast off from thy sustaining care, Down to the confines of despair. 7 Thy wrath has hard upon me lain, Afflicting me with restless pain; Of strength or power like thine re nown'd? Of such a num'rous, faithful host, As that which does thy throne sur. round? Me all thy mountain waves have press'd, 8 Lord God of armies, who can boast aid. 10 Wilt thou by miracle revive The dead, whom thou forsook'st alive? ? 11 Shall the mute grave thy love confess Thy terrors past distract my mind, 16 Thy wrath has burst upon my head, PSALM LXXXIX. HY mercies, Lord, shall be my song; Thy truth, that does the heavens sustain, 3 Thus spak'st thou hy thy prophet's voice: "With David 1 a league have made; "To him, my servant, and my choice, By solemn oath this grant convey'd: 4" While earth, and seas, and skies endure, "Thy seed shall in my sight remain ; "To them thy throne I will ensure, "They shall to endless ages reign.' 5 For such stupendous truth and love. Both heaven and earth just praises owe, By choirs of angels sung anove, And by assembled saints below 6 What seraph of celestial birth To vie with Israel's God shall dare? Or who among the gods of earth With our Almighty Lord compare ? 7 With rev'rence and religious dread, His saints should to his temple press; His fear through all their hearts should spread, Who his Almighty name confess. 9 Thou dost the lawless sea control, The force of thy resistless arm. Their Maker and Preserver own. In thy sustaining power rejoice. Thou truth and mercy dost maintain. 15 Happy, thrice happy they, who hear Thy sacred trumpet's joyful sound; Who may at festivals appear, With thy most glorious presence 16 Thy saints shall always be o'erjoy'd, Above their foes be rais'd on high. 18 The Lord of hosts is our defence, And Israel's God our Israel's King. 19 Thus spak'st thou by thy Prophet's 20 21 22 "A mighty champion I will send ; From Judah's tribe have I made choice "Of one, who shall the rest defend. My servant David I have found, "With holy oil anointed him; Him shall the hand support that crown'd, And guard, that gave the diadem. force, PART II. 30" But if his heirs my law forsake, Nor strictly my commands obey 32 Their sins I'll visit with a rod, "And for their folly make them smart: 33"Yet will not cease to be their God, "Nor from my truth, like them, depart 34 My cov'nant I will ne'er revoke, 35 Once I have sworn, but once for all, sun "Shall, like his course, establish'd see; 37 "Of this my oath, thou conscious! moon, "In heaven my faithful witness be." 38 Such was thy gracious promise, Lord; But thou hast now our tribes forsook, Thy own Anointed hast abhorr'd, And turn'd on him thy wrathful look. 39 Thou seemest to have render'd void The cov'nant with thy servant made; Thou hast his dignity destroy'd, And in the dust his honour laid. 40 Of strong holds thou hast him bereft, And brought his bulwarks to decay; 41 His frontier coasts defenceless left, A public scorn, and common prey. 42 His ruin does glad triumphs yield" To foes, advanc'd by thee to might; 152 Yet thy just praises we'll proclaim, And ever sing, The Lord be blest. PSALM XC. bus thy chosen race, LORD, the Saviour and defence From age to age thou still hast been 2 Before thou brought'st the mountains forth, Or th' earth and world didst frame, 3 Thou turnest man, O Lord, to dust, 4 For in thy sight a thousand years Or 5 like a watch in dead of night, 6 But howsoever fresh and fair Its morning beauty shows; 'Tis all cut down and wither'd quite, Before the ev'ning close. 7.8 We by thine anger are consum'd, And by thy wrath dismay'd; Our public crimes and secret sins Before thy sight are laid. 9 Beneath thy anger's sad effects Our drooping days we spend ; Our unregarded years break off, Like tales that quickly end. 10 Our term of time is seventy years, An age that few survive ; 43 Thou hast his conqu'ring sword un-But if, with more than common strength, steel'd, His valour turn'd to shameful flight. 46 How long shall we thy absence mourn? Till that and we at once expire ? But loading it with grief and pain. The grave that dost mankind entomb 49 Lord, where's thy love, thy boundless grace. The oath to which thy truth did seal, From nations of licentious might. To eighty we arrive, Yet then our boasted strength decays, And we no more remain. PART II. As more or less we fear. 12 So teach us, Lord, th' uncertain sum Of our short days to mind, That to true wisdom all our hearts May ever be inclin'd 13 O to thy servants, Lord, return, As we forsake our sins, do thou Revoke our punishment. Of our afflicted years. 16 To all thy servants, Lord, let this |