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OF THE

PSALMS OF DAVID,

FITTED TO

THE TUNES USED IN CHURCHES.

BY

N. BRADY, D. D. AND N. TATE, Esq.

OXFORD:

PRINTED AT THE CLARENDON PRESS,
BY SAMUEL COLLINGWOOD AND CO.

PRINTERS TO THE UNIVERSITY.

Sold by E. GARDNER, at the Oxford Bible Warehouse, Paternoster Row, and by G. WHITTAKER, Ave-Maria Lane, London;

By HENRY MOZLEY, Derby; and by Messrs. WILSON, York.

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1825.

8

OF THE

PSALM S.

PSALM I.

OW bleft is he who ne'er confents

by ill advice to walk;

Horftands in linners' ways, nor fits where men profanely talk.

2 But makes the perfect law of God

Devoutly reads therein by day,

his bufinefs and delight;
and meditates by night.

3 Like fome fair tree, which, fed by ftreams, with timely fruit does bend, He ftill fhall flourish, and success 4 Ungodly men and their attempts Untimely blafted and dispers'd

5 Their guilt fhall ftrike the wicked dumb No formal hypocrite fhall then

6 For God approves the just man's ways, But finners, and the paths they tread,

all his defigns attend.
no lafting root fhall find;
like chaff before the wind.
before their Judge's face:
amongft the faints have place.
to happiness they tend;
thall both in ruin end.

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why do the heathen ftorm?
as they can ne'er perform?
their various forces bring;
and his anointed King.
prefumptuously they fay:
and caft their chains away.'
and fees how they combine,
and mocks their vain defign.
on his rebellious foes
to all that dare oppofe:
the King that I ordain,
fhall there fecurely reign."
God's uncontroll'd decree;
have I begotten thee.
thine fhall the heathen be:
fhall be poffefs'd by thee.

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୨ "Thy threat'ning fceptre thou shalt shake, and crush them every where; "As mafly bars of iron break 10 Learn then, ye princes; and give ear 11 Worship the Lord with holy fear; 12 Appease the Son with due respect, Left he revenge the bold neglect, 13 If but in part his anger rise, Then bleft are they whole hope relies

the potter's brittle ware."
ye judges of the earth;
rejoice with awful mirth.
your timely homage pay;
incens'd by your delay.
who can endure the flame?
on his moft holy Name.

PSALM III.

How num'rous, Lord, of late are grown
And, as their numbers hourly rise,
2 Infulting they my foul upbraid,
The God in whom he trufts, fay they,
3 But thou, O Lord, art my defence;
Thou art my glory, and fhalt yet
4 Since whenfoe'er in like diftrefs
He heard me from his holy hill,

the troublers of my peace!
fo does their rage increase.
and him whom I adore ;
fhall rescue him no more.
on thee my hopes rely;
lift up my head on high.
to God I made my pray❜r,
why should I now despair,

5 Guarded by him, I laid me down
For I through him fecurely fleep,
6 No force nor fury of my foes
Were they as many hofts as men
7 Arife and fave me, O my God,
And scatter'd oft these foes to me,
8 Salvation to the Lord belongs,
His bleffing he extends to all

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my fweet repose to take;
through him in fafety wake.
my courage thali confound.
that have befet me round.
who oft haft own'd my cause,
and to thy righteous laws.
he only can defend;
that on his pow'r depend.

PSALM

Lord, that art my righteous Judge,
Thou ftill redeem'it me from diftrefs;
How long will ye, O fons of men,
How long your vain defigns pursue,

3 Confider, that the righteous man
And when to him I make my pray❜r,
4 Then ftand in awe of his commands,
Commune in private with your hearts,
5 The place of other facrifice
And let your hope, fecurely fix'd,
6 While worldly minds impatient grow
Still let the glories of thy face

7 So fhall my heart o'erflow with joy,
Than theirs, who ftores of corn and wine
8 Then down in peace I'll lay my head,
No other guard, O Lord, I crave,

IV.

to my complaint give ear: have mercy, Lord, and hear. to blot my fame devife? and spread malicious lies? is God's peculiar choice he always hears my voice. flee ev'ry thing that's ill; and bend them to his will. let righteousness fupply; on God alone rely. more profp'rous times to fee, fhine brightly, Lord, on me. more lafting and more true, fucceffively renew. and take my needfulreft; of thy defence poffeft.

PSALM V.

LORD, hear the voice of my complaint,
2 To thee alone, my King, my God,
3 Thou in the morn my voice fhalt hear,
To thee devoutly I'll look up,

4 For thou the wrongs that I sustain
Who from thy facred dwelling-place
5 Not long shall ftubborn fools remain
All fuch as act unrighteous things
6 The fland'ring tongue, O God of truth,
Who hat'it alike the man in blood
7 But when thy boundless grace thall me
On thee I'll fix my longing eyes,
8 Conduct me by thy righteous laws,
'Therefore, O Lord, make plain the way
9 Their mouth vents nothing but deceit,
Their throat is a devouring grave,
10 By their own counfels let them fall,
For they againft thy righteous laws
II But let all thofe who truft in thee
Let them rejoice whom thou preserv'st,
12 To righteous men the righteous Lord
And with his favour all his faints,

PSALM

HY dreadful anger, Lord, restrain,
Corred me not in thy fierce wrath,
2 Have mercy, Lord, for I grow faint,
The anguith of my aching bones,

3 My tortur'd flesh distracts my mind,
But, Lord, how long wilt thou delay
4 Thy wonted goodness, Lord, repeat,
Lord, for thy wondrous mercy's fake
5 For after death no more can I
No pris'ner of the filent grave

accept my lecret pray'r; will I for help repair. and with the dawning day to thee devoutly pray. canft never, Lord, approve; all evil doft remove. unpunish'd in thy view; thy vengeance shall purfue. by thee fhall be deftroy'd, and in deceit employ'd. to thy lov'd courts reftore, and humbly there adore. for watchful is my foe; wherein I ought to go. their heart is fet on wrong; they flatter with their tongue. opprefs'd with loads of fin; have harden'd rebels been. with fhouts their joy proclaim; and all that love thy Name. his bleffing will extend, as with a thield, defend.

VI.

and spare. a wretch forlorn;

too heavy to be borne.

unable to endure
which thou alone canft cure.

and fills my foul with grief;
to grant me thy relief?

and ease my troubled foul vouchsafe to make me whole. thy glorious acts proclaim;" can magnify thy Name.

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