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PSALM 110. II. 4.

From the cxxxvi. Psalm of David.
1 TO 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.
2 To him, whose wondrous power

All other gods obey,
Whom earthly kings adore,
Your grateful homage pay:

For God &c.
3 By his almighty hand

Amazing works are wrought;
The heavens by his command
Were to perfection brought:

For God &c.
4 He spread the ocean round

About the spacious land;
And bade the rising ground
Above the waters stand : j !

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5 By him the heavens display

Their num’rous hosts of light,
The sun to rule by day,
The moon and stars, by night:1.
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On which all creatures live:
To God, who reigns on high,
- Eternal praises give:

For God will prove

Our constant friend ;
His boundless love

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PSALM 111. L. M.

From the cixxvii. Psalm of David,
1 WHEN we, our weary limbs to rest,

Sat down by proud Euphrates' stream,
We wept, with doleful thoughts oppress'd,

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 0 Salem, our once happy seat,

When I of thee forgetful prove, Let then my trembling hand forget

The speaking strings with art to move! 4 If I to mention thee forbear,

Perpetual silence be my doom; Or if my chiefest joy compare

With thee, Jerusalem, my home!

PSALM 112. C, M.

From the cxxxviii. Psalm of David. 1 WITH my whole heart, my God and King,

Thy praise I will proclaim; Before the mighty I will sing,

And bless thy holy Name,
2 I'll worship at thy sacred seat,

And, with thy love inspired,
The praises of thy truth repeat,

O’er all thy works admired.
3 Thou graciously inclin’dst thine ear,

When I to thee did cry;
And, when my soul was press'd with fear,

Didst inward strength supply.
4 For God, although enthroned on high,

Does thence the poor respect;
The proud, far off, his scornful eye

Beholds with just neglect.
5 Though I with troubles am oppressid,

He shall my foes disarın,
Relieve my soul when most distress'd,

And keep me safe from harm.
6 The LORD, whose mercies ever last,

Shall fix moy happy state;
And, mindful of his favors past,

Shall his own work complete,

PSALM 113. L. M.

From the cxxxix. Psalm of David: 1 THOU, LORD, by strictest search hast known My rising up and lying down; My secret thoughts are known to thee,

Known long before conceived by me. 2 Thine eye my bed and path surveys, My public haunts and private ways: Thou know'st what 't is my lips would vent, My yet unutter'd words? intent.

3 Surrounded by thy power I stand,
On every side I find thy hand:
O skill for human reach too high!

Too dazzling bright for mortal eye!.
4 From thy all-seeing Spirit, LORD,
What hiding-place does earth afford ?
O where can I thy influence shun,

Or whither from thy presence run? 5 If up to heaven I take my flight,

'T is there thou dwell'st enthroned in light;
If to the world unseen, my God,

There also hast thou thine abode.
6 If I the morning's wings could gain,

And fly beyond the western main;
E’en there, in earth's remotest land,
I still should find thy guiding hand.
Or, should I try to shun thy sight
Beneath the sable wings of night,
One glance from thee, one piercing ray,

Would kindle darkness into day.
8 The veil of night is no disguise,
No screen from thy all-searching eyes ;
Through midnight shades thou find'st thy way.
As in the blazing noon of day.
9 Thou know'st the texture of my heart,
My reins and every vital part:
I'll praise thee, from whose hands I came

A work of such a wondrous frame. 10 Let me acknowledge too, O God,

That since this maze of life I trod,
Thy thoughts of love to me surmount

The power of numbers to recount. 11 Far sooner could I reckon o'er

The sands upon the ocean's shore;
Each morn, revising what I've done,

I find th' account but new begun.
12 Search, try, O GOD, my thoughts and heart,

If mischief lurk in any part;
Correct me where I go astray,
And guide me in thy perfect way.

PSALM 114. C. M.

From the cxli. Psalm of David. 1 LORD, in thy sight, O let my prayer

Like morning incense rise; My lifted hands accepted be

As ev’ning sacrifice.
2 From hasty language curb my tongue,

And let a constant guard
Still keep the portal of my lips

With wary silence barr’d.

3 From wicked men's designs and deeds.

My heart and hands restrain; Nor let me share their evil works,

Or their unrighteous gain. 4 Let upright men reprove my faults,

And I shall think them kind; Like healing oil upon my head

I their reproof shall find.

PSALM 115. C. M.

From the cxliii. Psalm of David.
1 LORD, hear my prayer, and to my cry

Thy wonted audience lend;
In thy accustomed faith and truth

A gracious answer send.
2 Nor at thy strict tribunal bring

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

Can e'er be justified.
3 To thee my hands in humble prayer

I servently stretch out;
My soul for thy refreshment thirsts,

Like land oppress’d with drought, 4 Hear me with speed, my spirit fails;

Thy face no longer bide, Lest I become forlorn, like them

That in the grave reside.
5 Thy kindness early let me hear;

Whose trust on thee depends;
Teach me the way where I should go,

My soul to thee ascends.
6 Do thou, O LORD, from all my foes

Preserve and set me free;
A safe retreat, a hiding place,

My soul implores from thee.
7 Thou art my God, thy righteous will

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

My soul in thy right way.
8 0, for the sake of thy great Name,

Revive my drooping heart;
For thy truth's sake, to me distress'd

Thy saving health impart.

PSALM 116. L. M.

From the cxliv. Psalm of David. 1 LORD, what's in man, that thou should'st love

of him such tender care to take ? What in his offspring could thee move

Such great account of him to make ?

2 The life of man does quickly fade,

His thoughts but empty are and vain,
His days are like a flying shade,

Of whose short stay no signs remain. 3 To thee, almighty King of kings,

In new-made hymns my voice I'll raise; And instruments of many strings

Shall help me to adore and praise.

PSALM 117.
From the cxlv. Psalm ef David.

PART 1. c. M.
1 THEE I will bless, my God and King,

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

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

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

Above our knowledge raised.
3 Renown'd for mighty acts, thy fame

To future time extends;
From age to age thy glorious Name

Successively descends.
4 Whilst I thy glory, and renown,

And wondrous works express,
The world with me thy might shall own,

And thy great power confess.
5 The praise that to thy love belongs

They shall with joy proclaim;
Thy truth of all their grateful songs

Shall be the constant theme.
6 The Lord is good; fresh acts of grace

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

His willing mercy flies.
7 Thy love through earth extends its fame,

To all thy works express'd ; These show thy praise, whilst thy great Name

Is by thy servants bless'd.
8 They, with a glorious prospect fired,

Shall of thy kingdom speak;
And thy great power, by all admired,

Their lofty subject make.
9 God's mighty works of ancient date

Shall thus to all be known;
And thus his kingdom's glorious state
In all its splendor shown.

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