PSALM XXX. PART I. Sickness healed, and sorrow removed, 1 I will extol thee, Lord on high, At thy command diseases fly Who but a God can speak and save From the dark borders of the grave? 2 Sing to the Lord, ye saints of his, And tell how large his goodness is: Jet all your pow'rs rejoice, and bless, While you record his holiness. 3 His anger but a moment stays; His love is life and length of days; Tho' grief and tears the night employ, The morning star restores the joy. PSALM XXX. verse 6. PART 11. Health, sickness, and recovery.

1 FIRM was my health, my day was bright,

And I presum'd 'twould ne'er be night:
Fondly I said within my heart,
"Pleasure and peace shall ne'er de-
part."

2 But I forgot thine arm was strong, Which made my mountains stand so long;

Soon as thy face began to hide, My health was gone, my comforts dy'd. 3 I cry'd aloud, to thee, my God, "What canst thou profit by my blood? "Deep in the dust can I declare "Thytruth,or sing thy goodness there? 4 "Hear me, O God of Grace (I said) "And bring me from among the dead:"

Thy word rebuk'd the pains I felt, Thy pard'ning love remov'd my guilt. 5 My groans, and tears, and forms of woe,

Are turn'd to joy and praises now;
I throw my sackcloth on the ground,
And ease and gladness gird mé round.
My tongue, the glory of my frame,
Shall ne'er be silent of thy name;
Thy praise shall sound thro' earth and
heaven,

For sickness heal'd, and sins forgiv'n.
PSALM XXXI. ver. 5, 13, 19, 22, 23.
PART I.

Deliverance from death.

1 INTO thine hand, O God of truth, My spirit I commit;

Thou hast redeem'd my soul from death,

And sav'd me from the pit.

The passions of my hope and fear
Maintain'd a doubtful strife,
While sorrow, pain, and sin conspir'd
To take away my life.

3 "My times are in thy hand (I cry'd)
"Tho' I draw near the dust;
Thou art the refuge where I hide,
The God in whom I trust.

4 O make thy reconciled face

Upon thy servant shine,

And save me for thy mercy's sake,
For I'm entirely thine.

PAUSE,

He'll bend his ear to your complaints,
And recompense the proud.

PSALM XXXI. ver. 7, 13, 18, 21.
PART II.

Deliverance from slander and reproach.
1 MY heart rejoices in thy name,
My God, my help, my trust;
Thou hast preserv'd my face from
shame,

4 Let sinners learn to pray,

Let saints keep near the throne;
Our help in times of deep distress,
Is found in God alone.

PSALM XXXII. [C. M.]

Free pardon and sincere obedience : or, confession and forgiveness.

1 HAPPY the man to whom his God

No more imputes his sin;
But wash'd in the Redeemer's blood,
Hath made his garments clean!
2 Happy, beyond expression, he

Whose debts are thus discharg'd,
And from the guilty bondage free,
He feels his soul enlarg'd.

3 His spirit hates deceit and lies,
His words are all sincere,

He guards his heart, he guards his

eyes,

To keep his conscience clear.

4 While I my inward guilt supprest, No quiet could I find;

Thy wrath lay burning in my breast, And rack'd my tortur'd mind.

5 Then I confest my troubled thoughts, My secret sins reveal'd,

Thy pard'ning grace forgave my faults, Thy grace my pardon seal'd.

6 This shall invite thy saints to pray; When like a raging flood Temptations rise, our strength and stay Is a forgiving God.

PSALM XXXII. PART I. [L. M.]

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Repentance and free pardon : or, justification and sanctification.

1 BLEST is the man, for ever bless'd,
Whose guilt is pardon'd by his God,
Whose sins with sorrow are confess'd,
And cover'd with his Saviour's blood.
Blest is the man to whom the Lord
Imputes not his iniquities;
He pleads no merit of reward,
And not on works, but grace relies.
3 From guile his heart and lips are free;
His humble joy, his holy fear,
With deep repentance well agree,
And join to prove his faith sincere.
4 How glorious is that righteousness
That hides and cancels all his sins!
While a bright evidence of grace
Thro' his whole life appears and shines.
PSALM XXXII. PART II. [L. M.]
A guilty conscience eased by confession
and pardon.

1 WHILE I keep silence and conceal My heavy guilt within my heart, What torments doth my conscience feel!

What agonies of inward smart!

I spread my sins before the Lord,
And all my seeret faults confess;

Thy gospel speaks a pard'ning word, Thy holy Spirit seals the grace.

3 For this shall ev'ry humble soul Make swift addresses to thy seat: When floods of huge temptations roll, There shall they find a blest retreat. 4 How safe beneath thy wings I lie, When days grow dark, and storms appear!

And when I walk, thy watchful eye Shall guide me safe from ev'ry ṣnare.

PSALM XXXIII. PART I. [C. M.]

Works of creation and providence.

1 REJOICE, ye righteous, in the Lord, This work belongs to you:

Sing of his name, his ways, his word,
How holy, just, and true!

2 His mercy and his righteousness,
Let heav'n and earth proclaim;
His works of nature and of grace
Reveal his wondrous name.

3 His wisdom and almighty word
The heav'nly arches spread;
And by the spirit of the Lord
Their shining hosts were made.
4 He bid the liquid waters flow
To their appointed deep;

The flowing seas their limits know,
And their own station keep.

5 Ye tenants of the spacious earth,
With fear before him stand;

He spake, and nature took its birth,
And rests on his command.

6 He scorns the angry nations' rage,
And breaks their vain designs;
His counsel stands thro' ev'ry age,
And in full glory shines.

PSALM XXXIII. PART II. [C. M.]

Creatures vain, and God all-sufficient

1 BLEST is the nation, where the Lord
Hath fix'd his gracious throne:
Where he reveals his heav'nly word,
And calls the tribes his own.

2 His eye with infinite survey
Does the whole world behold;
He formed us all of equal clay,
And knows our feeble mould.

3 Kings are not rescu'd by the force
Of armies, from the grave:

Nor speed, nor courage of an horse Can the bold rider save:

4 Vain is the strength of beasts or men, To hope for safety thence:

But holy souls from God obtain

A strong and sure defence.

5 God is their fear and God their trust, When plagues or famine spread; His watchful eye secures the just Amongst ten thousand dead.

6 Lord, let our hearts in thee rejoice,
And bless us from thy throne;
For we have made thy word our choice,
And trust thy grace alone.
PSALM XXXIII. As the 113th Psalm.
PART I.

Works of creation and providence. 1 YE holy souls in God rejoice, Your Maker's praise becomes your voice ;

Great is yourtheme, your songs be new Sing of his name, his word, his ways, His works of nature and of grace, How wise and holy, just and true! 2 Justice and truth he ever loves, Andthewhole earth hisgoodnessproves ; His word the heav'nly arches spread: How wide they shine from north to south!

And by the spirit of his mouth

Were all the starry armies made. 3 He gathers the wide flowing seas, (Those wat'ry treasures know their place)

In the vast storehouse of the deep; He spake and gave all nature birth, Andaresandseas,and heav'n and earth, His everlasting orders keep. ♦ Let mortals tremble and adore A God of such resistless pow'r,

Nor dare indulge their feeble rage: Vain are your thoughts and weak your hands,

But his eternal counsel stands,

And rules the world from age to age. PSALM XXXIII. As the 113th Psalm. PART II.

Creatures vain, and God all-sufficient. 1 O happy nation, where the Lord Reveals the treasure of his word, And builds his church, his earthly throne !

His eye the heathen world surveys,
He form'd their hearts, he knows their
ways;

But God their Maker is unknown.

2 Let kings rely upon their host,
Andof his strength the championboast;
In vain they boast, in vain rely :
In vain we trust the brutal force,
Or speed, or courage of a horse,
To guard his rider or to fly.

3 The eye of thy compassion, Lord,
Doth more secure defence afford,

When death or dangers threat'ning stand:

Thy watchful eye preserves the just,

Who make thy name theirfearandtrust, When wars or famine waste the land. 4 In sickness or the bloody field,

Thou our physician, thou our shield,
Send us salvation from thy throne;
We wait to see thy goodness shine;
Let us rejoice in help divine,
For all our hope is God alone.

PSALM XXXIV. PART I. [L. M.] God's care of the saints: or, deliverance by prayer.

1 LORD, I will bless thee all my days, Thy praise shall dwell upon mytongue; My soul shall glory in thy grace, While saints rejoice to hear the song. 2 Come, magnify the Lord with me: Come, let us all exalt his name: I sought th' eternal God, and he Has not expos'd my hope to shame. 3 I told him all my secret grief,

My secret groaning reach'd his cars;
He gave my inward pains relief,
And calm'd the tunult of iny fears.
4 To him the poor lift up their eyes.
Their faces feel the heav'nly shine;
A beam of mercy from the skies,
Fills them with light and joy divine.
5 His holy angels pitch their ten's
Around the men that serve the Lord:
O fear and love him all his saints,
Taste of his grace, and trust his word.
6 The wild young lions pinch'd with pain
And hunger roar thro' all the wood:
But none shall seek the Lord in vain,
Nor want supplies of real good.

PSALM XXXIV. ver. 11-22.
PART II. [L. M.]

Religious education: or, instructions of piety.

1 CHILDREN in years, and knowledge young,

Your parents' hope, your parents' joy,
Attend the counsels of my tongue;
Letpious thoughts yourminds employ.
2 If you desire a length of days,
And peace to crown your mortal state,
Restrain your feet from impious ways,
Your lips from slander and deceit.
3 The eyes of God regard his saints,
His cars are open to their cries;
He sets his frowning face against
The sons of violence and lies.

4 To bamble souls and broken hearts,
God with his grace is ever nigh;
Pardon and hope his love imparts,
When men in deep contrition lie.

5 He tells their tears, he counts their

Nor was his hope expos'd to shame,

Nor was his suit deny'd.

3 When threat'ning sorrows round me stood,

And endless fears arose

Like the loud billows of a flood,
Redoubling all my woes;

4 I told the Lord my sore distress,
With heavy groans and tears;
He gave my sharpest torments ease,
And silenc'd all my fears;

PAUSE.

5 [O sinners come and taste his love, Come learn his pleasant ways; And let your own experience prove The sweetness of his grace.

6 He bids his angels pitch their tents
Round where his children dwell:
What ills their heav'nly care prevents,
No earthly tongue can tell.]

7 [O love the Lord, ye saints of his !
His eye regards the just:
How richly bless'd their portion is
Who make the Lord their trust!
Young lions,pinch'd with hunger,roar,
And famish in the wood;
But God supplies his holy poor
With ev'ry needful good.]

Exhortation to peace and holiness. 1 COME, children,learn to fear the Lord, And that your days be long, Let not a false or spiteful word Be found upon your tongue.

2 Depart from mischief, practise love,
Pursue the works of peace,

So shall the Lord your ways approve,
And set your souls at ease.

3 His eyes awake to guard the just,
His ears attend their cry;
When broken spirits dwell in dust,
The God of grace is nigh.

4 What tho' the sorrows here they taste Are sharp and tedious too,

The Lord, who saves them all at last,
Is their supporter now.

5 Evil shall smite the wicked dead,
But God secures his own;

And fight against the men of blood, Who fight against my life.

2 Draw out thy spear and stop their

way,

Lift thine avenging rod;

But to my soul in mercy say,
"I am thy Saviour-God."

3 Theyplant their snares to catch myfeet,
And nets of mischief spread;
Plunge the destroyers in the pit
That their own hands have made.
4 Let fogs and darkness hide their way,
And slipp'ry be their ground;
Thywrath shall make their lives a prey,
And all their rage confound.

5 They fly like chaff before the wind,
Before thine angry breath;
The angel of the Lord behind
Pursues them down to death.

6 They love the road that leads to hell;
Then let the rebels die,
Whose malice is implacable

Against the Lord on high.

7 But if thou hast a chosen few
Amongst that impious race;
Divide them from the bloody crew
By thy surprising grace.

8 Then will I raise my tuneful voice
To make thy wonders known;
In their salvation I'll rejoice,

And bless thee for my own.

PSALM XXXV. ver. 12, 13, 14. Part II

Love to enemies; or, The love of Christ to sinners typified in David.

1 BEHOLD the love, the gen'rous love That holy David shows;

Hark, how his sounding bowels move
To his afflicted foes!

2 When they are sick, his soul complains,
And seems to feel the smart ;
The spirit of the gospel reigns,
And melts his pious heart.

3 How did his flowing tears condole
As for a brother dead!
And fasting mortify'd his soul,
While for their life he pray'd

'd.

bed,

Yet still he pleads and mourns; And double blessings on his head The righteous God returns.

50 glorious type of heav'nly grace!
Thus Christ the Lord appears;
While sinners curse, the Saviour prays,
And pities them with tears.

6 He the true David, Israel's king,
Blest and belov'd of God,
To save us rebels dead in sin
Paid his own dearest blood.