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PSALM CXLI.

C.M.

Present my

LORD, my complaints to Thee ascend,

With haste Thine ear apply: And hear my voice, when I to Thee

humble

cry. As incense, let my fervent prayer,

Before Thy throne arise: And my uplifted hands be like

The evening sacrifice. To Thee, O Lord, my

faithful

eyes In patience are address’d: Thou art my trust, О leave me not

Forsaken and oppress’d.

PSALM CXLIII.

N. V.

C.M.

1, 2. 9, 10.
LORD, hear my prayer, and to my cry

Thy wonted audience lend;
In Thy accustom'd faith and truth

A gracious answer send.
Nor at Thy strict tribunal bring

Thy servant to be tried ;
For in Thy sight no living man

Can e'er be justified.
Do Thou, O Lord, from all

my foes
Preserve and set me free;
A safe retreat against their rage

My soul implores from Thee.
Thou art my God, Thy righteous will

Instruct me to obey ;
Let Thy good Spirit lead and keep

My soul in Thy right way.

PSALM CXLV.

N. V. I. 1, 2, 3. 8. 13.

C.M. THEE I'll extol, my God and King,

Thy endless praise proclaim;
This tribute daily I will bring,

And ever bless Thy Name.
Thou, Lord, beyond compare art great,

And highly to be praised;
Thy majesty, with boundless height,

Above our knowledge raised.
The Lord is good, fresh acts of grace

His pity still supplies;
His anger moves with slowest pace,

His willing mercy flies.
His stedfast throne, from changes free,

Shall stand for ever fast;
His boundless sway no end shall see,

But time itself outlast.

C.M.

PSALM CXLV.

II.
GREAT is the Lord, and greatly praised,

His greatness hath no bound;
Age shall to age Thy works declarë,

And mighty deeds resound.
The Lord the weak and failing feet

Doth by His grace sustain;
And those that human frailty bows,

He raises up again.
The eyes of all Thy bounty wait,

Thou givest them their food;
And from Thy open'd hand each thing

That lives is fill’d with good.

The Lord is righteous in His ways,

His works are holy all;
And nigh is He to all whose lips

On Him sincerely call.

My mouth the praises of the Lord

Shall to the world proclaim; And let all flesh for ever bless

And magnify His Name.

PSALM CXLVI.

N. V.

1, 2. 5, 6. 10.

C.M. O PRAISE the Lord, and thou, my soul,

For ever bless His Name;
His wondrous love, while life shall last,

My constant praise shall claim.
Thrice happy he, who Jacob's God

For his protector takes;
Who still with well-placed hope the Lord

His constant refuge makes.

The Lord, who made both heaven and earth,

And all that they contain,
Will never quit His stedfast truth,

Nor make His promise vain.
The God that does in Sion dwell

Is our eternal King: From

age His reign endures; Let all His praises sing.

age to

PSALM CXLVIII.

N. V.

I.

P.M.

sun,

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6.
YE boundless realms of joy,
Exalt
your
Maker's

's fame,
His praise your song employ
Above the starry frame;
Your voices raise,

Ye cherubim

And seraphim,

To sing His praise.
Thou moon, that rul'st the night,

And that guid’st the day ;
Ye glitt'ring stars of light,
To Him your homage pay.
His praise declare,
Ye heavens above,

And clouds that move

In liquid air.
Let them adore the Lord,

And praise His holy Name,
By whose Almighty word
They all from nothing came.
And all shall last

From changes free;

His firm decree
Stands ever fast.

78.

PSALM CXLVIII.

II.
PRAISE the Lord, ye hosts above !
Spirits perfected in love;
Sun and moon! your voices raise,
Sing, ye stars ! your Maker's praise.

Earth’! from all thy depths below,
Ocean's hallelujahs flow;
Lightning, vapour, wind, and storm,
Hail and snow! His will perform.
Kings ! your Sovereign serve with awe;
Judges ! own His righteous law;
Princes! worship Him with fear;
Bow the knee, all people here!
Let His truth by babes be told,
And His wonders by the old ;
Youths and maidens! in your prime,
Learn the lays of heaven betime.
High above all height His throne,
Excellent His Name alone;
Him let all His works confess,
Him let every being bless.

PSALM CXLIX.

N. V.

1, 2, 3,

P.M.

O PRAISE ye the Lord,

Prepare your glad voice,
His praise in the great

Assembly to sing :
In our great Creator

Let Israel rejoice;
And children of Sion

Be glad in their King.
Let them His great Name

Extol in the dance,
With timbrel and harp

His praises express :
Who always takes pleasure

His saints to advance,
And with His salvation

The humble to bless.

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