1 LET all the just to GOD, with joy, 2 Let harps, and psalteries, and lutes, 8 For faithful is the word of God; 5 Let earth, and all that dwell therein, Before him trembling stand; For, when he spake the word, 't was made, "T was fix'd at his command. 1 APPROACH, ye children of the LORD, 2 Let him who length of life desires, 3 The crooked paths of vice decline, 4 The LORD from heaven beholds the just With favorable eyes; And, when distress'd, his gracious ear 5 But turns his wrathful look on those To cut them off, and from the earth 6 Deliv'rance to his saints he gives 7 Great troubles may afflict the just, 8 The wicked, from their wickedness, Whilst righteous men, whom they detest, Shall them and their's survive. 9 For GoD preserves the souls of those To them, and their posterity, Their roughest days in peace shall end 3 GOD to the just will aid afford, 1 THOUGH wicked men grow rich or The LORD will timely succor send, great, Yet let not their successful state Thy anger or thy envy raise; For they, cut down like tender grass, Or like young flowers away shall pass, Whose blooming beauty soon decays. 2 Depend on GOD, and him obey, So thou within the land shalt stay, Secure from danger and from want: Make his commands thy chief delight, And he, thy duty to requite, Shall all thy earnest wishes grant. e8 In all thy ways trust thou the LORD, And he will needful help afford, To perfect every just design; He'll make like light, serene and clear, Thy clouded innocence appear, And as a mid-day sun to shine. 4 With quiet mind on GOD depend, And patiently for him attend, Nor envy the success of crime; For GoD will sinful men destroy, Whilst they his presence shall enjoy, Who trust on him, and wait his time. And from the wicked set them free. From the xxxviii. Psalm of David. 1 THY chast'ning wrath, O LORD, restrain, 2 My sins, which to a deluge swell, 3 But, LORD, before thy searching eyes The groanings of my burden'd soul 4 Forsake me not, O LORD, my GoD From the xxxix. Psalm of David. 1 LORD, let me know my term of days, The numerous train of ills disclose, How soon my life will end: Which this frail state attend. 2 My life, thou know'st, is but a span, But vanity appears. 3 Man, like a shadow, vainly walks, 4 Why then should I on worthless toys 5 LORD, hear my cry, accept my tears, 6 O spare me yet a little time; PSALM 34. L. M. From the xl. Psalm of David. 1 I WAITED meekly for the LORD, Till he vouchsafed a kind reply; Who did his gracious ear afford, And heard from heaven my humble cry. To hopes of like deliv'rance raise. And hates the hypocrite's disguise. 4 Who can the wondrous works recount Which thou, O GOD, for us hast wrought? The treasures of thy love surmount The power of numbers, speech, and thought. 5 I've learnt that thou hast not desired 6 I therefore come-come to fulfil Thy truth and righteousness at large: Nor did, thou know'st, my lips withhold From uttering what thou gav'st in charge: 8 Nor kept within my breast confined Thy faithfulness and saving grace; From the xli. Psalm of David. 1 HAPPY the man whose tender care The LORD shall give him rest. 2 The LORD his life, with blessings crown'd, of thou vouchsaf'st to set me still From the xlii. Psalm of David. 1 AS pants the heart for cooling streams, 2 For thee, my GOD, the living GOD, 3 Why restless, why cast down, my soul? 4 GOD of my strength, how long shall I 5- My heart is pierced, as with a sword, "Vain boaster, where is now thy God? And where his promised aid?" 6 Why restless, why cast down, my soul? PSALM 38. L. M. 1 LET me with light and truth be bless'd; And in thy sacred temple pray. 2 Then will I there fresh altars raise Who will thy ruin'd state repair. PSALM 39. C. M. From the xlv. Psalm of David. 1 WHILE I the King's loud praise rehearse, Indited by my heart, My tongue is like the pen of him That writes with ready art. 2 How matchless is thy form, O King! 3 Gird on thy sword, most mighty prince; 4 Ride on in state, and still protect Whilst thy right hand, with swift revenge, 5 How sharp thy weapons are to them But thy firm throne, O GOD, is fix'd, 7 Because thy heart, by justice led, And has, above thy fellows round, PSALM 40. II. 2. From the xlvi. Psalm of David. GOD is our refuge in distress, Torn piece-meal by the roaring tide. 2A gentler stream with gladness still The city of our LORD shall fill, The royal seat of GOD most high: From the xlvii. Psalm of David. 1 O ALL ye people, clap your hands, No force the mighty power withstands And with triumphant voices sing: Of GOD, the universal King. 2 He shall assaulting foes repel, And with success our battles fight; Shall fix the place where we must dwell, The pride of Jacob his delight. 8 GOD is gone up, our LORD and King, With shouts of joy, and trumpet's sound; To him repeated praises sing, And let the cheerful song rebound. 4 Your utmost skill in praise be shown, From the xlviii. Psalm of David. In Sion, on whose happy mount 3 Let Sion's mount with joy resound; 4 Compass her walls in solemn pomp, 6 This GOD is ours and will be ours, 1 ATTEND, my people; Israel, hear; Thy strong accuser I'll appear; Thy GOD, thine only GOD am I: "T is not of offerings I complain, Which, daily in my temple slain, My sacred altar did supply. 2 The sacrifices I require Are hearts which love and zeal inspire, And thou shalt praise thy gracious GOD. 3 Consider this, ye thoughtless men! My vengeance shall not fall in vain, And none will dare your cause to own: Who praises me due honor gives, And to the man that justly lives My strong salvation shall be shown. From the li. Psalm of David. 1 HAVE mercy, LORD, on me, Let me, oppress'd with loads of guilt, 2 Wash off my foul offence, And cleanse me from my sin; For I confess my crime, and see How great my guilt has been. 3 Against thee, LORD, alone, And only in thy sight, Have I transgress'd; and, though condemn'd, Must own thy judgment right. 4 In guilt each part was form'd In guilt I was conceived, and born I shall with snow in whiteness vie, 7 Make me to hear with joy That so the bones which thou hast broke 18 Blot out my crying sins, 9 Withdraw not thou thy help, 10 The joy thy favor gives 11 So I thy righteous ways 12 Could sacrifice atone, Whole flocks and herds should die; But on such off'rings thou disdain'st To cast a gracious eye. 13 A broken spirit is By GoD most highly prized; By him a broken, contrite heart, Shall never be despised. 14 Let Sion favor find, Of thy good will assured And thy own city flourish long, By lofty walls secured. 15 The just shall then attend, And pleasing tribute pay; And sacrifice of choicest kind Upon thy altar lay. PSALM 45. C. M. From the lv. Psalm of David. 1 GIVE ear, thou Judge of all the earth, And listen when I pray; Nor from thy humble suppliant turn 2 My heart is pain'd; the shades of death 3 And thus I breathe my heavy sigh 4 "Swift I'd escape, and flee afar, 5"I'd wing my everlasting flight, 6 Thus will I call on GOD, who still At morn, at noon, at night I'll pray, |