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148With zeal have I awak'd before
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hy judgment ever true.

1 My persecuting foes advance,
Vat treatment can I hope from them
1 Though they draw nigh, my comfort is,
Thou, Lord, art yet more near;
'ou, whose commands are righteous all,
Thy promises sincere.
Concerning thy divine decrees,
My soul has known of old,
at they were true, and shall their truth
To endless ages hold.
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And hourly nearer draw;

Who violate thy law?

3 Consider my affliction, Lord, And me from bondage draw; hink on thy servant in distress, Who ne'er forgets thy law.

162 And yet that word my joyful breast
With heavenly rapture warms;

Nor conquest, nor the spoils of war,

Have such transporting charms.

163 Perfidious practices and lies

I utterly detest;

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thy laws affection bear,

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be exprest.

164 Sev'n times

Thy praises

Because

a day, with grateful voice,

I resound,

I find thy judgments all

With truth and justice crown'd.

165 Secure, substantial peace have they
Who truly love thy law;
No smiling mischief them can tempt

166

Nor frowning danger awe.

For

thy salvation I have hop'd,

And though

so long delay'd,

With cheerful zeal and strictest care
thy commands obey'd.

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167 Thy testimonies I have kept,

And constantly obey'd;

Because

the love I bore to them

168 From strict observance of thy laws
I never yet withdrew;
Convinc'd that my most secret ways

Thy service easy made.

Are open to thy view.

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171 Then shall my grateful lips return
The tribute of their praise,
When thou thy counsels hast reveal'd,
And taught me thy just ways.

172 My tongue the praises of thy word
Shall thankfully resound,
Because thy promises are all

With truth and justice crown'd.
173 Let thy Almighty arm appear,
And bring me timely aid;
For I the laws thou hast ordain'd

My heart's free choice have made. 174 My soul has waited long to see Thy saving grace restor❜d;

Nor comfort knew, but what thy laws,
Thy heavenly laws, afford.

175 Prolong my life, that I may sing
My great Restorer's praise;
Whose justice, from the depths of woe,
My fainting soul shall raise.

176 Like some lost sheep I've stray'd, till I Despair my way to find;

Thou, therefore, Lord, thy servant seek,
Who keeps thy laws in mind.

PSALM CXX.

N deep distress I oft have cry'd

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To God, who never yet deny'd
To rescue me oppress'd with wrongs;
2 Once more, O Lord, deliv'rance send,
From lying lips my soul defend,

And from the rage of sland'ring tongues. 3 What little profit can accrue, And yet what heavy wrath is due,

O thou perfidiou's tongue, to thee! 4 Thy sting upon thyself shall turn; Of lasting fames, that fiercely burn, The constant fuel thou shalt be.

5 But, O! how wretched is my doom, Who am a sojourner become

In barren Mesech's desert soi!! With Kedar's wicked tents enclos'd, To lawless savages expos'd,

Who live on nought but theft and spoil. 6 My hapless dwelling is with those Who peace and amity oppose,

And pleasure take in other's harms: 7 Sweet peace is all I court and seek; But when to them of peace I speak, They straight cry out, To arms, to arms. PSALM CXXI.

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O Sion's hill I lift my eyes, From thence expecting aid; 2 From Sion's hill, and Sion's. God Who heaven and earth has made. 3 Then thou, my soul, in safety rest, Thy guardian will not sleep;

4 His watchful care, that Israel guards, Will Israel's monarch keep.

5 Shelter'd beneath th' Almighty's wings Thou shalt securely rest,

6 Where neither sun nor moon shall thee By day or night molest.

7 From common accidents of life

His care shall guard thee still;

8 From the blind strokes of chance, and foes That lie in wait to kill.

9 At home, abroad, in peace, in war,
Thy God shall thee defend;

Conduct thee through life's pilgrimage
Safe to thy journey's end.

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PSALM CXXII.

'Twas a joyful sound to hear
Our tribes devoutly say,
Up, Israel, to the temple haste,
And keep your festal day!

2 At Salem's courts we must appear,
With our assembled powers,

3 In strong and beauteous order rang'd,
Like her united towers.

4 'Tis thither, by divine command,
The tribes of God repair,
Before his ark to celebrate

His name with praise and prayer.
5 Tribunals stand erected there,
Where equity takes place:
There stand the courts and palaces
Of royal David's race.

6 O, pray we then for Salem's peace,
For they shall prosp❜rous be,
Thou holy city of our God,

Who bear true love to thee.
7 May peace within thy sacred walls
A constant guest be found,
With plenty and prosperity
Thy palaces be crown'd.

8 For my dear brethren's sake, and friends No less than brethren dear,

I'll pray-May peace in Salem's towers
A constant guest appear.

9 But most of all I'll seek thy good,
And ever wish thee well,
For Sion and the temple's sake,
Where God vouchsafes to dwell.

PSALM CXXIII.

N thee, who dwell'st above the skies, For merey wait my longing yes; As servants wait their masters' haids, And maids their mistresses' commands. 3, 4 O then have mercy on us, Lora Thy gracious aid to us afford; To us, whom cruel foes oppress, Grown rich and proud by our distress. PSALM CXXIV.

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AD not the Lord, may Isra'l say,
Been pleas'd to interpose;

2 Had he not then espous'd our cause,
When men against us rose;

3, 4, 5 Their wrath had swallow'd us alive, And rag'd without control;

Their spite and pride's united floods
Had quite o'erwhelm'd our soul.
6 But prais'd be our eternal Lord,
Who rescu'd us that day,

Nor to their savage jaws gave up
Our threaten❜d lives a prey.

7 Our soul is like a bird escap'd
From out the fowler's net;

The snare is broke, their hopes are cross'd, And we at freedom set.

8 Secure in his Almighty name

Our confidence remains,

Who, as he made both heaven and earth,
Of both sole Monarch reigns.

PSALM CXXV.

HO' place on Sion's God their trust,

W Like Sion's rock shall stand;

Like her immoveable be fix'd
By his Almighty hand.

2 Look how the hills on every side

Jerusalem enclose;

So stands the Lord around his saints,
To guard them from their foes.
3 The wicked may afflict the just,
But ne'er too long oppress,
Nor force him by despair to seek
Base means for his redress.

4 Be good, O righteous God, to those
Who righteous deeds affect;
The heart that innocence retains,
Let innocence protect.

5 All those who walk in crooked paths,
The Lord shall soon destroy,
Cut off th' unjust, but crown the saints
With lasting peace and joy.

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PSALM CXXVI.

THEN Sion's God her sons recall'd
From long captivity,

It seem'd at first a pleasing dream
Of what we wish'd to see:

2 But soon in unaccustom'd mirth,
We did our voice employ,

And sung our great Restorer's praise
In thankful hymns of joy.
Our heathen foes repining stood,
Yet were compell❜d to own

That great and wondrous was the work
Our God for us had done.

3" "Twas great," say they, "'twas wondrous great;"

Much more should we confess,

The Lord has done great things, whereof
We reap the glad success.

4 To us bring back the remnant, Lord,
Of Israel's captive bands,

More welcome than refreshing showers
To parch'd and thirsty lands;

5 That we, whose work commenc'd in tears, May see our labours thrive,

Till finish'd with success, to make
Our drooping hearts revive.

6 Though he desponds that sows his grain,
Yet doubtless he shall come

To bind his full-ear'd sheaves, and bring
The joyful harvest home.

PSALM CXXVII.

E build with fruitless cost, unless
The Lord the pile sustain:
Unless the Lard the city keep,
The watchman wakes in vain.
2 In vain we rise before the day,
And late to rest repair,
Allow no respite to our toil,
And eat the bread of care.
Supplies of life, with ease to them,
He only on his saints bestows;
He crowns their labours with success,
Their nights with sound repose.

3 Children, those comforts of our life,
Are presents from the Lord;
He gives a num'rous race of heirs,
As piety's reward.

4 As arrows in a giant's hand,
When marching forth to war;
Ev'n so the sons of sprightly youth,
Their parents safeguard are.

5 Happy the man whose quiver's fill'd With these prevailing arms;

He need not fear to meet his foe,
At law or war's alarms.

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PSALM CXXVIII.

HE man is blest that fears the Lord,
Nor only worship pays,

But keeps his steps confin'd with care
To his appointed ways.

2 He shall upon the sweet returns
Of his own labour feed;
Without dependence live, and see
His wishes all succeed.

3 His wife, like a fair fertile vine,
Her lovely fruit shall bring;
His children, like young olive plants,
About his table spring.

4 Who fears the Lord shall prosper thus; Him Sion's God shall bless,

5 And grant him all his days to see Jerusalem's success.

6 He shall live on, till heirs from him Descend with vast increase;

Much bless'd in his own prosp❜rous state, And more in Israel's peace.

PSALM CXXIX.

ROM my youth up, may Israel say,
They oft have me assail'd,

2 Reduc'd me oft to heavy straits,
But never quite prevail'd.

3 They oft have plough'd my patient back With furrows deep and long;

4 But our just God has broke their chains, And rescu'd us from wrong.

5 Defeat, confusion, shameful rout
Be still the doom of those,
Their righteous doom, who Sion hate,
And Sion's God oppose.

6 Like corn upon our houses' tops,
Untimely let them fade,

Which too much heat, and want of root, Has blasted in the blade:

7 Which in his arms no reaper takes,
But unregarded leaves;

No binder thinks it worth his pains
To fold it into sheaves.

8 No traveller that passes by
Vouchsafes a minute's stop,
To give it one kind look, or crave
Heaven's blessing on the crop.

PSALM CXXX.

ROM lowest depths of woe

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To God I sent my cry;

2 Lord, hear my supplicating voice, And graciously reply.

3 Should thou severely judge,

Who can the trial bear?

4 But thou forgiv'st, lest we despond, And quite renounce thy fear.

5 My soul with patience waits
For thee, the living Lord;

My hopes are on thy promise built,
Thy never-failing word.

6 My longing eyes look out

For thy enliv'ning ray,

More duly than the morning watch,

To spy the dawning day.

7 Let Israel trust in God,

No bounds his mercy knows;

The plenteous source and spring from whence Eternal succour flows;

8 Whose friendly streams to us

Supplies in want convey;

A healing spring, a spring to cleanse,
And wash our guilt away.

PSALM CXXXI.

Lord, I am not proud of heart,

Nor cast a scornful eye;

Nor my aspiring thoughts employ
In things for me too high.

2 With infant innocence thou know'st
I have myself demean'd;
Compos'd to quiet, like a babe

That from the breast is wean'd.
3 Like me let Israel hope in God,
His aid alone implore;
Both now and ever trust in him,
Who lives for evermore.

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PSALM CXXXII.

ET David, Lord, a constant place
In thy remembrance find;
Let all the sorrows he endur'd

Be ever in thy mind.

3 Remember what a solemn oath
To thee, his Lord, he swore;
How to the mighty God he vow'd,
Whom Jacob's sons adore;
3,4 I will not go into my house,
Nor to my bed ascend;

No soft repose shall close my eyes,
Nor sleep my eye-lids bend;

5 Till for the Lord's design'd abode
I mark the destin'd ground;
Till I a decent place of rest

For Jacob's God have found.

6 Th' appointed place, with shouts of joy, At Ephrata we found,

And made the woods and neighb'ring fields
Our glad applause resound.
70 with due rev'rence let us then
To his abode repair;

And, prostrate at his foot-stool fall'n,
Pour out our humble prayer.

8 Arise, O Lord, and now possess
Thy constant place of rest;

Be that, not only with thy ark,
But with thy presence, blest.

PSALM CXXXIII.

TOW vast must their advantage be,

H How great their pleasure prove,

Who live like brethren, and consent
In offices of love!

2 True love is like that precious oil,
Which, pour'd on Aaron's head,
Ran down his beard, and o'er his robes
Its costly moisture shed.

3 'Tis like refreshing dew, which does On Hermon's top distil;

Or like the early drops that fall
On Sion's fruitful hill.

4 For Sion is the chosen seat,
Where the Almighty King
The promis'd blessing has ordain'd,
And life's eternal spring.

PSALM CXXXIV.

BUpon Yener state,

LESS God, ye servants, that attend

That in his temple, night by night,
With humble rev'rence wait:

2, 3 Within his house lift up your hands, And bless his holy name:

From Sion bless thy Israel, Lord,
Who earth and heaven didst frame.
PSALM CXXXV.

Praise the Lord with one consent,
And magnify his name;
Let all the servants of the Lord
His worthy praise proclaim.
2 Praise him all ye that in his house
Attend with constant care;
With those that to his outmost courts
With humble zeal repair.

3 For this our truest int'rest is,
Glad hymns of praise to sing;
And with loud songs to bless his name,
A most delightful thing.

4 For God his own peculiar choice
The sons of Jacob makes;
And Israel's offspring for his own

9, 10 Clothe thou thy priests with righteous. Most valu'd treasure takes.

ness,

Make thou thy saints rejoice;

And, for thy servant David's sake,
Hear thy anointed's voice.

11 God sware to David in his truth,
Nor shall his oath be vain,
One of thy offspring after thee,
Upon thy throne shall reign:

12 And if thy seed my cov'nant keep,
And to my laws submit,

Their children too upon thy throne
For evermore shall sit.

13, 14 For Sion does, in God's esteem,
All other seats excel;

His place of everlasting rest,

Where he desires to dwell.

15, 16 Her store, says he, I will increase, Her poor with plenty bless;

Her saints shall shout for joy, her priests My saving health confess.

17 There David's power shall long remain In his successive line,

And my anointed servant there
Shall with fresh lustre shine.

18 The faces of his vanquish'd foes
Confusion shall o'erspread;

Whilst, with confirm'd success, his crown Shall flourish on his head.

5 That God is great, we often have By glad experience found;

And seen how he, with wondrous power, Above all gods is crown'd.

6 For he, with unresisted strength,
Performs his sov'reign will,

In heaven and earth, and wat'ry stores
That earth's deep caverns fill.

7 He raises vapours from the ground,
Which, pois'd in liquid air,

Fall down at last in showers, through which
His dreadful lightnings glare.

8 He from his store-house brings the winds;
And he, with vengeful hand,
The first-born slew of man and beast,
Through Egypt's mourning land.

9 He dreadful signs and wonders show'd,
Through stubborn Egypt's coasts;
Nor Pharaoh could his plagues escape,
Nor all his num'rous hosts.

10, 11 'Twas he that various nations smote,
And mighty kings suppress'd;
Sihon and Og, and all besides,
Who Canaan's land possess'd.

12, 13 Their land upon his chosen race
He firmly did entail;

For which his fame shall always last,
His praise shall never fail.

14 For God shall soon his people's cause
With pitying eyes survey;
Repent him of his wrath, and turn

His kindled rage away.

15 Those idols, whose false worship spreads O'er all the heathen lands,

Are made of silver and of gold,

The work of human hands.

16, 17 They move not their fictitious tongues,
Nor see with polish'd eyes;
Their counterfeited ears are deaf,

No breath their mouth supplies.
18 As senseless as themselves are they
That all their skill apply

To make them, or in dang 'rous times
On them for aid rely.

19 Their just returns of thanks to God
Let grateful Israel pay;

Nor let the priests of Aaron's race
To bless the Lord delay.

20 Their sense of his unbounded love
Let Levi's house express;

And let all those who fear the Lord,
His name for ever bless.

21 Let all with thanks his wondrous works

In Sion's courts proclaim;

Let them in Salem, where he dwells,
Exalt his holy name.

PSALM CXXXVI.

God the mighty Lord
Your joyful thanks repeat;

To him due praise afford,
As good as he is great:
For God does prove
Our constant friend,
His boundless love
Shall never end.

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2, 3 To him, whose wondrous power
All other gods obey,
Whom earthly kings adore,

This grateful homage pay:
For God, &c.

4,5 By his Almighty hand
Amazing works are wrought:
The heavens by his command
Were to perfection brought:
For God, &c.

6 He spread the ocean round
About the spacious land;
And made the rising ground
Above the waters stand:
For God, &c.

7, 8, 9 Through heaven he did display
His num'rous hosts of light;

The sun to rule by day,

The moon and stars by night:
For God, &c.

10, 11, 12 He struck the first-born dead
Of Egypt's stubborn land;

And thence his people led

With his resistless hand:
For God, &c.

13, 14 By him the raging sea,
As if in pieces rent,
Disclos'd a middle way,

Through which his people went:
For God, &c.

15 Where soon he overthrew
Proud Pharaoh and his host,
Who, daring to pursue,
Were in the billows lost:

For God, &c.

16, 17, 18 Through deserts vast and wild He led the chosen seed;

And famous princes foil'd,

And made great monarchs bleed:
For God, &c.

19, 20 Sihon, whose potent hand
Great Ammon's sceptre sway'd;
And Og, whose stern command
Rich Bashan's land obey'd:
For God, &c.

21, 22 And, of his wondrous grace,
Their lands whom he destroy'd,
He gave to Israel's race,

To be by them enjoy'd:
For God, &c.

23, 24 He, in our depth of woes,
On us with favour thought,
And from our cruel foes

In peace and safety brought
For God, &c.

25, 26 He does the food supply,
On which all creatures live:
To God, who reigns on high,
Eternal praises give:
For God will prove
Our constant friend,
His boundless love
Shall never end.

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Euphrates stream,

We wept, with doleful thoughts opprest,
And Sion was our mournful theme.
2 Our harps, that when with joy we sung,
Were wont their tuneful parts to bear,
With silent strings neglected hung

On willow trees, that wither'd there.
3 Meanwhile our foes, who all conspir'd
To triumph in our slavish wrongs,
Music and mirth of us requir'd,

"Come, sing us one of Sion's songs."
4 How shall we tune our voice to sing,
Or touch our harps with skilful hands!
Shall hymns of joy to God, our King,
Be sung by slaves in foreign lands?
5 O Salem, our once happy seat!
When I of thee forgetful prove,
Let then my trembling hand forget
The speaking strings with art to move!
6 If I to mention thee forbear,

Eternal silence seize my tongue;

Or if I sing one cheerful air,

Till thy deliv'rance is my song.

7 Remember, Lord, how Edom's race,
In thy own city's fatal day,
Cry'd out, "Her stately walls deface,
"And with the ground quite level lay."
8 Proud Babel's daughter, doom'd to be
Of grief and woe the wretched prey;
Bless'd is the man who shall to thee

The wrongs thou laid'st on us repay.
9 Thrice bless'd, who, with just rage possest,
And deaf to all the parents' moans,

Shall snatch thy infants from the breast,
And dash their heads against the stones.
PSALM CXXXVIII.

W Thy praise I will proclaim;

ITH my whole heart, my God and King,

Before the Gods with joy I'll sing,
And bless thy holy name.

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