6 11 For God the Lord both fun and shield that reign't on high,'45 12 Lord 'God' of Hofts That man is truly' bleft, Who only on thee doth rely, I TH PSAL. LXXXV. "HY, land to favor graciously · Thou haft from hard' captivity 2. Th' iniquity thou didst forgive And all their fin, that did thee grieve,' 3 Thine anger all thou hadst remov'd, 6 * From thy fierce wrath which we had prov'd 4 God of our faving health and peace, Thine indignation caufe to cease 5 Wilt thou thy frowning ire extend From age to age on us? 6 Wilt thou not † turn, and hear our voice,' And us again † revive, Heb. The burning heat of thy wrath,' That That fo thy people may rejoice By thee preferv'd alive. Caufe us to fee thy goodness, Lord, Thy faving health to us afford, And life in us renew.' 8 And now' what God the Lord will speak, I will go ftrait and hear, For to his people he speaks peace, And to his faints full dear,' To his dear faints he will speak peace, But let them never more Return to folly, but furceafe To trefpafs as before.' 9 Surely to fuch as do him fear Salvation is at hand, And glory fhallere long appear 'To' dwell within our land. 10 Mercy and Truth that long were mifs'd' Now joyfully' are met, 'Sweet' Peace and Righteousness have kiss`d, And hand in hand are fet,' 11 Truth from the earth, like to a flow'r,' And Justice from her heav'nly bow'r Our land fhall forth in plenty throw 13 Before him Righteoufnels fhall go His royal harbinger,' Then * will he come, and not be flow, His footsteps cannot err. Z 2 *Heb. He will fet his fteps to the way.' 25 3,5 45 55 PSAL. T PSAL, LXXXVI. HY' gracious' ear, O Lord, incline, For I am poor, and almost pine 3 Pity me, Lord, for daily thee Thy fervant's foul; for Lord to thee 5 For thou art good, thou Lord art prone To pardon, thou to all Art full of mercy, thou alone' To them that on thee call. 6 Unto my fupplication, Lord, Give ear, and to the cry Of my inceffant' pray'rs afford 7 I in the day of my diftrefs 'free accefs,' For thou wilt grant' me -8 Like thee among the Gods is none, Of all that other Gods have done' Like to thy glorious' works. 9 The nations all whom thou haft made Shall come, ' and all fhall frame' 5 30 15 20 25 30 Το * Heb. I am good, loving, a doer of good and holy things.' To bow them low before thee, Lord, And glorify thy name. 10 For great thou art, and wonders great Remainest God alone. 35 11 Teach me, O Lord, thy way ' most right,' I in thy truth will bide, To fear thy name my heart unite, • So fhall it never flide." 12 Thee will I praife, O Lord my God, With my whole heart, and blaze abroad 40 13 For great thy mercy is tow'rd me, And thou haft free'd my foul, 45 Ev'n from the lowest Hell fet free, "From deepest darkness foul.' 14 O God the proud against me rife, And violent men are met To feek my life, and in their eyes No fear of thee have fet. 15 But thou, Lord, art the God most mild, Readieft thy grace to fhew, Slow to be angry, and art ftil'ď Moft merciful, most true. 16 O turn to me ( thy face at length,' And me have mercy on, Unto thy fervant give thy ftrength, 17 Some fign of good to me afford, And let my foes then' fee, And be afham'd, because thou Lord Z 3 50 55 бо PSAL. PSAL. LXXXVII. AMONG the holy mountains 'high' Is his foundation fast, • There feated is his fanctuary, 'His temple there is plac'd.' 2 Sion's fair gates the Lord loves more Of Jacob's land, though there be store,' 3 City of God, moft glorious things 4 I mention Egypt, where proud kings' 'Did our forefathers yoke." I mention Babel to my friends, Philiftia full of fcorn,' And Tyre with Ethiops utmost ends,' 5 But twice that praise fhall in our ear' Be faid of Sion last,' This and this man was born in her, High God fhall fix her fast. 6 The Lord fhall write it in a scroll That this man there was born, 7 Both they who fing, and they who dance, With facred fongs are there," In thee fresh brooks, and foft streams glance,' 'And' all my fountains clear.' 25 PSAL. |