10 Shall I say; "At least the darkness will veil me;" but the night is bright around me; yea, the darkness will not hide me. before thee:

11 And the night is as bright as the day; the darkness is as shining light.

12 Surely thou didst form my reins; thou didst cover me in my mother's womb.

13 I will praise thee, O JEHOVAH ! for I am awfully made; wonderful are thy works, and my soul knoweth it well.

14 My substance would not be hidden from thee, though I were made in secret ; though I were curiously formed beneath.

the earth:

15 Thine eyes would see mine imperfect limbs; and, in thy book, all of them would be written, as soon as they were formed, before they were united.

16 Yet of how great value have thy thoughts concerning me been! O GOD! how many have been their excellencies!

17 If I should count them, they would be more than the sand. Thou hast cast off mine enemies, O JEHOVAH ! from thy people.

18 Yea,

18 Yea, thou, O GOD! hast slain the wicked, and the men of blood :

19 They are removed from me who provoked thee by their wicked purposes, and made light of thy testimonies.

20 Do I not hate those who hate thee, O JEHOVAH? Yea, I am displeased with those who rise up against thee:

21 Yea, I do hate them with a perfect hatred, and look upon them as mine enemies.

22 Search me, o GOD! and discover mine heart; sift, and discover my thoughts: 23 Look well if there be any idolatrous disposition in me; and lead me in the way everlasting.

PSALM CXL.

DELIVER me, O JEHOVAH! from the injurious man; preserve me from the vio

lent man:

2 Who study mischief in their hearts, and excite enmities all the day long.

3 They sharpen their tongue like that of a serpent; the poison of aspics is under their lips.

4 Keep me, O JEHOVAH! from the hands of the wicked man; preserve me from the violent man, for they are contriving to supplant me.

5 The proud set a trap for me, and spread a net of cords for my feet; they plant snares for me on the way side.

6 I say unto JEHOVAH, "Thou art my GOD:" Hear, O JEHOVAH! the voice of my petition!

7 O JEHOVAH! my GOD! the strength of my salvation; the covering of my head in the day of battle:

8 Grant not, O JEHOVAH! the desires of the wicked man, but make his devices to fail.

9 Let not those who surround me lift up their heads; let the iniquity of their own lips overwhelm them.

10 Let burning coals fall upon them; cast them into pits, that they may rise no

more.

II Let not the man of an evil tongue be established in the land! let calamity pursue the violent man to his ruin!

12 I know assuredly that JEHOVAH

will assert the cause of the oppressed, and the right of the needy.

13 Doubtless, therefore, the righteous will praise thy name, and the just will dwell in thy presence.

PSALM CXLI.

O JEHOVAH! I invoke thee, hasten unto me; hear my voice now I call upon thee: 2 Let my prayer be accepted, like the incense before thee; and the lifting up of mine hands, like the evening-sacrifice.

3 Place, O JEHOVAH! a watch upon my mouth, and a guard upon the door of my lips.

4 Let not mine heart incline to speak evil: let me not sin presumptuously with the impious, the workers of iniquity; neither suffer me to partake of their dainties.

5 Let the righteous kindly correct me and reprove me; but let not the oil of the wicked anoint mine head: yea, let my prayer be ever against their wickedness.

6 When their princes on the sides of the rock were dismissed in safety; they heard the words of JEHOVAH, that they were 7 But

sweet:

7 But our bones have been scattered at the mouth of the grave, as when one breaketh up, and plougheth the ground.

8 Nevertheless, mine eyes are upon thee, O JEHOVAH! my GOD! while I make thee my refuge, leave not my life defenceless:

9 Preserve me from the trap they have set for me, and from the snares of the workers of iniquity.

10 Let the wicked fall into their own toils together; but let me ever escape them.

PSALM CXLII.

I CALL Unto JEHOVAH with my voice; unto JEHOVAH do I make my supplica

tion :

2 I pour forth my complaint before him; I declare to him my distress:

3 While my spirit fainteh within me ; faying, "Thou knowest my path; and in the way in which I should walk, the proud have laid a snare for me."

4 When I look on my right-hand, and see that there is none to deliver me, that there is no way left to escape, and that there is not one who careth for my life: