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."

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PSALM II.

Christ's death, resurrection, and ascension. C.M.

WH

HY 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, "And wide his kingdom spread.

4"Ask me, my Son, and then enjoy
"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.

1 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.

PSALM VI.

Wrath and mercy from the judgment seat. C.M.

1 WITH 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, In thy abundant grace;

will trust

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;