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I will not fear, though armed throngs
Compass my steps, in all their wrath;
Salvation to the Lord belongs;

His presence guards His people's path.

PSALM V.

1, 2, 3. 8. 12.

LORD, hear the voice of my complaint,

Accept my secret

prayer;

To Thee alone, my King, my God,
Will I for help repair.

Thou in the morn my voice shalt hear
And with the dawning day
To Thee devoutly I'll look up,
To Thee devoutly pray.

Conduct me by Thy righteous laws,
For watchful is my foe;
Therefore, O Lord, make plain the way
Wherein I ought to go.

To righteous men the righteous Lord
His blessing will extend,
And with His favour all His saints,
As with a shield, defend.

PSALM VIII.

1, 2, 3, 4. 9.

O THOU, to whom all creatures bow

Within this earthly frame,

N. V.

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N. V.

C.M.

Through all the world how great art Thou!
How glorious is Thy Name!

In heaven Thy wondrous acts are sung,
Nor fully reckon'd there;

And yet Thou mak'st the infant tongue
Thy boundless praise declare.

When heaven, Thy beauteous work on high,
Employs my wond'ring sight;

The moon that nightly rules the sky,
With stars of feebler light;

What's man (say I), that, Lord, Thou lov'st
To keep him in Thy mind?
Or what his offspring, that Thou prov'st
To them so wondrous kind?

O Thou, to whom all creatures bow
Within this earthly frame,

Through all the world how great art Thou!
How glorious is Thy Name!

PSALM IX.

1, 2. 10, 11.

To celebrate Thy praise, O Lord,

I will my heart prepare;

To all the list'ning world Thy works,
Thy wondrous works, declare.

The thought of them shall to my soul
Exalted pleasure bring;

N. V.

C.M.

Whilst to Thy Name, O Thou most High,
Triumphant praise I sing.

All those who have His goodness proved,
Will in His truth confide;
Whose mercy ne'er forsook the man
That on His help relied.

Sing praises, therefore, to the Lord,
From Sion, His abode;

Proclaim His deeds, till all the world
Confess no other God.

PSALM XIII.

N. V.

C.M.

1, 2, 3. 6.

How long wilt Thou forget me, Lord?
Must I for ever mourn?

How long wilt Thou withdraw from me,
Oh! never to return?

How long shall anxious thoughts my soul,
And grief my heart oppress?
How long my enemies insult,
And I have no redress?

O hear, and to my longing eyes
Restore Thy wonted light;
And suddenly, or I shall sleep
In everlasting night.

Then shall my song, with praise inspired,
To Thee, my God, ascend;
Who to Thy servant in distress
Such bounty didst extend.

PSALM XV.

WHO shall in Thy tent abide?

On Thy holy hill reside?

He that's just and innocent;
Tells the truth of his intent;

Slanders none with venom'd tongue;
Fears to do his neighbour wrong;

Fosters not base infamies;

Vice beholds with scornful eyes;
Honours those who fear the Lord;
Keeps, though to his loss, his word:
Who by these directions guide
Their pure steps, shall never slide.

12 of 7.

PSALM XVI.

N. V.

I.

8, 9, 10, 11.

I STRIVE each action to approve
To His all-seeing eye;

No danger shall my hopes remove,
Because He still is nigh.

Therefore my heart all grief defies,
My glory does rejoice;

My flesh shall rest in hope to rise,
Waked by His powerful voice.

Thou, Lord, when I resign my breath,
My soul from hell shalt free;
Nor let Thy Holy One in death
The least corruption see.

Thou shalt the paths of life display
That to Thy presence lead;
Where pleasures dwell without allay,
And joys that never fade.

PSALM XVI.

II.

LORD, keep me, for I trust in Thee;
Be Thou my Guard and Guide:
Securely may I walk or rest,

If Thou art at my side.

Thou art my portion, Lord: from Thee
My cup with joy o'erflows:

The safety of my guarded home
Thy strong defence bestows.

My soul shall ever bless the Lord,
Whose precepts give me light;

Whose warnings fill my silent thought
In watches of the night.

C.M.

C.M.

Before me, wheresoe'er I walk,
I still behold Him near;
While He upholds each step I tread,
No danger will I fear.

Thou wilt not leave my soul in hell,
Where darkness has the power;
Nor doom Thy Holy One to feel
Corruption's mortal hour.

The path of endless life and light
Thy mercy shall make known,
And bid me taste the joy that beams
From Thy eternal throne.

PSALM XVIII.

N. V.

I.

1, 2, 3. 6.

No change of times shall ever shock
My firm affection, Lord, to Thee:
For Thou hast always been my rock,
A fortress and defence to me.

Thou my deliv'rer art, my God,

My trust is in Thy mighty power:
Thou art my shield from foes abroad,
At home my safeguard and my tower.

To Thee I will address my prayer,
To whom all praise we justly owe,
So shall I, by Thy watchful care,
Be guarded from my treach'rous foe.

To heaven I made my mournful prayer,
To God address'd my humble moan;
Who graciously inclined His ear,
And heard me from His lofty throne.

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