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The dreadful Judge, with stern command,

Divides him to a different place. 6 “ Straight is the way my saints have trod;

“ I bless'd the path, and drew it plain; “ But you would choose the crooked road, “ And down it leads to endless pain.”

PSALM II. Christ's death, resurrection, and ascension. C.M. 1 WHY did the nations join to slay

The Lord's anointed Son ?
Why did they cast his laws away,

And tread his gospel down?
2 The Lord that sits above the skies,

Derides their rage below;
He speaks with vengeance in his eyes,

And strikes their spirits through. 3 “ I call him my Eternal Son,

“ And raise him from the dead; “I make my holy hill his throne,

6 And wide his kingdom spread. 4. “ Ask me, my Son, and then enjoy

66 The utmost heathen lands: “ Thy rod of iron shall destroy

- The rebel that withstands.” 5 Be wise, ye rulers of the earth,

Obey th' anointed Lord,
Adore the King of heav'nly birth,

And tremble at his word.

6 With humble love address his throne;

For if he frown, ye die:
Those are secure, and those alone,

Who on his grace rely.

PSALM III.

Praise to our Creator. L.M. 1 BEFORE Jehovah's awful throne,

Ye nations, bow with sacred joy; Know that the Lord is God alone,

He can create, and he destroy!
2 His sov'reign pow'r, without our aid,

Made us of clay and form'd us men;
And when like wand'ring sheep we stray'd,

He brought us to his fold again! 3 We'll crowd thy gates with thankful songs,

High as the heav'ns our voices raise; And earth with her ten thousand tongues

Shall fill thy courts with sounding praise. 4 Wide as the world is thy command;

Vast as eternity thy love!
Firm as a rock thy truth must stand,
When rolling years shall cease to move.

PSALM IV.

Lord's-day Morning. C.M. 1 LORD, in the morning thou shalt hear

My voice ascending high; To thee will I direct my prayer, To thee lift

up mine

eye.

2 Up to the hills where Christ is gone

To plead for all his saints, Presenting at his Father's throne

Our songs and our complaints. 3 Thou art a God, before whose sight

The wicked shall not stand ; Sinners shall ne'er be thy delight,

Nor dwell at thy right hand. 4 But to thy house will I resort,

To taste thy mercies there;
I will frequent thine holy court,

And worship in thy fear.
5 O may thy Spirit guide my feet

In ways of righteousness!
Make every path of duty straight,

And plain before my face.

PSALM V. Temptations in sickness overcome. L.M. i LORD, I can suffer thy rebukes, When thou with kindness dost chastise

; But thy fierce wrath I cannot bear:

O let it not against me rise. 2 Pity my languishing estate,

And ease the sorrows that I feel ;
The wounds thine heavy hand hath made,

O let thy gentler touches heal! 3 See how I pass my weary days

In sighs and groans; and when 'tis night,

My bed is water'd with my tears;

My grief consumes, and dims my sight. 4 Look how the powers of nature mourn !

How long, Almighty God, how long?
When shall thine hour of

grace

return ? When shall I make thy grace my song? 5 I feel

my

flesh so near the grave, My thoughts are tempted to despair; But

graves can never praise the Lord,
For all is dust and silence there.
6 Depart, ye tempters, from my soul,

And all despairing thoughts depart;
My God, who hears

my
humble

moan,
Will ease my flesh, and cheer my heart.

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PSALM VI.
Wrath and mercy from the judgment seat. C.M.
ITH

my

whole heart I'll raise my song; Thy wonders I'll proclaim; Thou, sovereign Judge of right and wrong,

Wilt put thy foes to shame.
2 I'll sing thy majesty and grace;

My God prepares his throne
To judge the world in righteousness,

And make his vengeance known. 3 Then shall the Lord a refuge prove

For all the poor oppress'd ; To save the people of his love, And give the weary rest.

4 The men that know thy name, will trust

In thy abundant grace;
For thou hast ne'er forsook the just,

Who humbly seek thy face.
5 Sing praises to the righteous Lord,

Who dwells on Zion's hill,
Who executes his threat'ning word,

And doth his grace fulfil.

PSALM VII.

By nature all men are sinners. C.M. 1 FOOLS in their hearts believe and say,

“ That all religion's vain ; “ There is no God that reigns on high,

“ Or minds the affairs of men." 2 From thoughts so dreadful and profane,

Corrupt discourse proceeds;
And in their impious hands are found

Abominable deeds.
3 The Lord, from his celestial throne,

Look'd down on things below,
To find the man that sought his

grace,
Or did his justice know.
4 By nature all are gone astray,

Their practice all the same;
There's none that fears his Maker's hand,

There's none that loves his name. 5 Their tongues are used to speak deceit,

Their slanders never cease;

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