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How swift to mischief are their feet,

Nor know the paths of peace ! 6 Such seeds of sin that bitter root)

In every heart are found; Nor can they bear diviner fruit,

Till grace refine the ground.

PSALM VIII. The sinner's portion and saint's hope. L.M. 1 LORD, I am thine ; but thou wilt prove

My faith, my patience, and my love: When men of spite against me join,

They are the sword, the hand is thine. 2 Their hope and portion lies below:

'Tis all the happiness they know, 'Tis all they seek; they take their shares,

And leave the rest among their heirs. 3 What sinners value I resign;

Lord, 'tis enough that thou art mine :
I shall behold thy blissful face,

And stand complete in righteousness. 4 This life's a dream, an empty show;

But the bright world to which I go
Hath joys substantial and sincere :

When shall I wake and find me there?
5 O glorious hour! O bless'd abode !
I shall be near and like


And flesh and sin no more control
The sacred pleasures of the soul.

6 My flesh shall slumber in the ground

Tiil the last trumpet's joyful sound;
Then burst the chains with sweet surprise,
And in my Saviour's image rise.


Rejoicing in God. L.M. 1 JUST UST are thy ways, and true thy word,

Great Rock of my secure abode: Who is a God beside the Lord ?

Or where's a refuge like our God ?
2 'Tis he that girds me with his might,

Gives me his holy sword to wield;
And while with sin and hell I fight,

Spreads his salvation for my shield.
3 He lives, (and blessed be my Rock,)

The God of my salvation lives,
The dark designs of hell are broke;

Sweet is the peace my father gives.
4 Before the scoffers of the age
I will exalt


Father's name, Nor tremble at their mighty rage,

But meet reproach and bear the shame. 5 To David and his royal seed

Thy grace for ever shall extend;
Thy love to saints in Christ their head
Knows not a limit, nor an end.

PSALM X. The books of nature and of scripture compared. L.M. 1 THE heavens declare thy glory, Lord,

In every star thy wisdom shines;
But when our eyes behold thy word,

We read thy name in fairer lines.
2 The rolling sun, the changing light,

And nights and days thy power confess;
But the blest volume thou hast writ

Reveals thy justice and thy grace. 3 Sun, moon, and stars, convey thy praise

Round the whole earth, and never stand :
So when thy truth began its race,

It touch'd and glanc'd on ev'ry land. 4 Nor shall thy spreading gospel rest

Till through the world thy truth has run;
Till Christ has all the nations bless'd

That see the light, or feel the sun. 5 Great Sun of Righteousness, arise,

Bless the dark world with heav'nly light;
Thy gospel makes the simple wise,

Thy laws are pure, thy judgments right. 6 Thy noblest wonders here we view

In souls renew'd, and sins forgiv'n:
Lord, cleanse my sins, my soul renew,
And make thy word my guide to heav'n.


God our shepherd. C.M.
1 MY Shepherd will supply my need,

Jehovah is his name ;
In pastures fresh he makes me feed,

Beside the living stream.
2 He brings my wand'ring spirit back,

When I forsake his ways;
And leads me for his mercy's sake

In paths of truth and grace. 3 When I walk through the shades of death,

Thy presence is my stay ;
A word of thy supporting breath

Drives all my fears away.
4 Thy hand, in spite of all my foes,

Both still my table spread ; My cup with blessings overflows,

Thine oil anoints my head.
5 The sure provisions of my God

Attend me all my days;
O may thy house be mine abode,

And all my works be praise !
6 There would I find a settled rest

(While others go and come) No more a stranger or a guest,

But like a child at home.


Divine instruction. S.M.
1 W HERE shall the man be found

That fears t offend his God,
That loves the gospel's joyful sound,

And trembles at the rod ?
2 The Lord shall make him know

The secrets of his heart,
The wonders of his cov'nant shew,

And all his love impart. 3 The dealings of his hand

Are truth and mercy still,
With such as to his cov'nant stand,

And love to do his will.
4 Their soul shall dwell at ease

Before their Maker's face;
Their seed shall taste the promises
In their extensive grace.

PSALM XIII. Self-examination ; or, evidences of grace. L.M. 1 JUDGE me, O Lord, and prove my ways,

And try my reins, and try my heart; My faith upon thy promise stays,

Nor from thy law my feet depart. 2 I hate to walk, I hate to sit

With men of vanity and lies ;
The scoffer and the hypocrite
Are the abhorrence of mine eyes.

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