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But God shall inward strength impart,

and my eternal portion be. 27 For they that far from thee remove,

shall into sudden run fall; If after other gods they rove,

thy vengeance shall destroy them all. 28 But as for me, 'tis good and just

that I should still to God repair; In him I always put my trust, and will his wondrous works declare.

PSALM LXXIV. 1 THY hast thou cast us off, O God? wilt thou

no more return ? O! why against thy chosen flock

does thy fierce anger burn? 2 Think on thy ancient purchase, Lord,

the land that is thy own, By thee redeem'd, and Sion's mount,

where once thy glory shone. 30! come and view our ruin'd state ;

how long our troubles last; See how the foe, with wicked rage,

has laid thy temple waste. 4 Thy foes blaspheme thy name; where late

thy zealous servants pray'd, The heathen there, with haughty pomp,

their banners have display'd. 5, 6 Those curious carvings, which did once

advance the artist's fame, With axe and hammer they destroy,

like works of vulgar frame. 7 Thy holy temple they have burn'd;

and what escap'd the flame, Has been profan'd, and quite defac'd,

though sacred to thy name. 8 Thy worship wholly to destroy

maliciously they aim'd; And all the sacred places burn'd,

where we thy praise proclaim'd. 9 Yet of thy presence thou vouchsaf'st

no tender signs to send ; We have no prophet now, that knows when this sad state shall end.

PART II. 10 But, Lord, how long wilt thou permit

th' insulting foe to boast ? Shall all the honour of thy name

for evermore be lost ! 11 Why hold'st thou back thy strong right hand,

and on thy patient breast,

When vengeance calls to stretch it forth,

so calmly lett'st it rest? 12 Thou heretofore, with kingly power,

in our defence hast fought; For us, throughout the wond'ring world,

hast great salvation wrought. 13 'Twas thou, O God, who didst the sea

by thy own strength divide; Thou break'st the wat'ry monsters' heads;

the waves o’erwhelm'd their pride. 14 The greatest, fiercest of them all,

that seem'd the deep to sway, Was by thy power destroy'd, and made

to savage beasts a prey. 15 Thou clav'st the solid rock, and mad'st

the waters largely flow; Again, thou mad'st through parted streams

thy wand'ring people go. 16 Thine is the cheerful day, and thine

the black return of night; Thou hast prepar'd the glorious sun,

and every feebler light. 17 By thee the borders of the earth

in perfect order stand; The summer's warmth, and winter's cold, attend on thy command.

PART III. 18 Remember, Lord, how scornful foes

have daily urg'd our shame; And how the foolish people have

blasphem'd thy holy name. 19 O! free thy mourning turtle-dove,

by sinful crowds beset; Nor the assembly of thy poor

for evermore forget. 20 Thy ancient cov'nant, Lord, regard;

and make thy promise good; For now each corner of the land

is fill'd with men of blood. 21 O! let not the oppress'd return

with sorrow cloth’d, and shame; But let the helpless and the poor

for ever praise thy name. 22 Arise, O God, in our behalf;

thy cause and ours maintain ; Remember how insulting fools

each day thy name profane. 23 Make thou the boastings of thy foes

for evermore to cease; Whose insolence, if unchastis'd, will more and more increase.

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PSALM LXXV.
NO thee, O God, we render praise,

to theewith thanks repair; For, that thy name to us is nigh,

thy wondrous works declare. 2 In Israel when my throne is fix'd,

with me shall justice reign : 3 The land with discord shakes; but I

the sinking frame sustain. 4 Deluded wretches I advis'd

their errors to redress; And warn'd bold sinners, that they should

their swelling pride suppress. 5 Bear not yourselves so high, as if

no power could yours restrain ; Submit your stubborn necks, and learn

to speak with less disdain : 6 For that promotion, which to gain

your vain ambition strives, From neither east nor west, nor yet

from southern climes arrives. → For God the great disposer is,

and sov'reign Judge alone, Who casts the proud to earth, and lifts

the humble to a throne. 8 His hand holds forth a dreadful cup;

with purple wine 'tis crown'd;
The deadly mixture which his wrath

deals out to nations round.
Of this his saints sometimes may taste;
but wicked men shall

squeeze
The bitter dregs, and be condemn'd

to drink the very lees.
9 His prophet, I, to all the world

this message will relate;
The justice then of Jacob's God

my song shall celebrate.
10 The wicked's pride I will reduce,

their cruelty disarm;
Exalt the just, and seat him high
above the reach of harm.

PSALM LXXVI.
1 IN Judah the Almighty's known,

Almighty there by wonders shown,

his name in Jacob does excel : 2 His sanctu'ry in Salem stands; The majesty that heaven commands,

in Sion condescends to dwell. 3 He brake the bow and arrows there, The shield, and temper'd sword, and spear;

there slain the mighty army lay:

IN

4 Whence Sion's fame through earth is spread, Of greater glory, greater dread,

than hills where robbers lodge their prey. 5 Their valiant chiefs, who came for spoil, Themselves met there a shameful foil:

securely down to sleep they lay;
But wak'd no more, their stoutest band
Ne'er lifted one resisting hand

'gainst his, that did their legions slay. 6 When Jacob's God began to frown, Both horse and charioteers, o'erthrown,

together slept in endless night: 7 When thou, whom earth and heaven revere, Dost once with wrathful look appear,

what mortal power can stand thy sight? 8 Pronounc'd from heaven, earth heard its doom,

Grew hush'd with fear, when thou didst come 9 the meek with justice to restore: 10 The wrath of man shall yield thee praise; Its last attempts but serve to raise

the triumphs of Almighty power. 11 Vow to the Lord, ye nations; bring Vow'd presents to the eternal King:

thus to his name due rev’rence pay, 12 Who proudest potentates can quell, To earthly kings more terrible,

than to their trembling subjects they.

PSALM LXXVII.

1 NO God I cry'd, who to my help

did graciously 2 In trouble's dismal day I sought

my God with humble prayer. : All night my fest'ring wound did run;

no med'cine gave relief; My soul no comfort would admit;

my soul indulg'd her grief. 3 I thought on God, and favours past;

but that increas'd my pain : I found my spirit more oppress'd,

the more I did complain. 4 Through every watch of tedious night

thou keep'st my eyes awake: My grief is swellid to that excess,

sigh, but cannot speak. 5 I call to mind the days of old,

with signal mercy crown'd; Those famous years of ancient times,

for miracles renown'd. 6 By night I recollect my songs, on former triumphs made;

Then search, consult, and ask my heart,

where's now that wondrous aid? 7 Has God for ever cast us off ?

withdrawn his favours quite ? 8 Are both his mercy and his truth

retir'd to endless night? 9 Can his long practis'd love forget

its wonted aids to bring ? Has he in wrath shut up and seal'd

his mercy's healing spring ? 10 I said, my weakness hints these fears;

but I'll my fears disband ; I'll yet remember the Most High,

and years of his right hand. 11 I'll call to mind his works of old,

the wonders of his might; 12 On them my heart shall meditate,

my tongue shall them recite. 13 Safe lodg'd from human search on high,

O God, thy counsels are! Who is so great a God as ours ?

who can with him compare ? 14 Long since a God of wonders thee

thy rescued people found; 15 Long since hast thou thy chosen seed

with strong deliv'rance crown'd. 16 When thee, o God, the waters saw,

the frighted billows shrunk ; The troubled depths themselves for fear

beneath their channels sunk. 17 The clouds pour'd down, while rending skies

did with their noise conspire ; Thy arrows all abroad were sent,

wing'd with avenging fire. 18 Heaven with thy thunder's voice was torn,

whilst all the lower world With lightnings blazed; earth shook, and seem'd

from her foundations hurl'd. 19 Through rolling streams thou find'st thy way,

thy paths in waters lie;
Thy wondrous passage, where no sight

thy footsteps can descry.
20 Thou ledd'st thy people like a flock,

safe through the desert land, By Moses, their meek skilful guide, and Aaron's sacred hand.

PSALM LXXVIII. 1

HEAR, O my people, to my law
Let the instruction of my mouth

deep in your hearts descend.

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