PART II. II.2. 1 THE good man's way is God's delight: Of him that moves by his command; For GoD upholds him with his hand. While soon the wicked race decays. 3 The upright shall possess the land, His portion shall for ages stand; His mouth with wisdom is supplied, PART III. II. 2. 1 THE wicked I in power have seen, 2 Observe the perfect man with care, 3 GOD to the just will aid afford, L. From the xxxviii. Psalm of David. 1 THY chast'ning wrath, O LORD, restrain, Nor let on me the heavy storm 2 My sins, which to a deluge swell, Ang L And, for my feeble strength to bear, 3 But, LORD, before thy searching eyes The groanings of my burden'd soul 4 Forsake me not, O LORD, my God, Make haste to my relief, O thou L From the xxxix. Psalm of David. 1 LORD, let me know my term of days Which this frail state attend. 2 My life, thou know'st, is but a span, And every man, in best estate, 3 Man, like a shadow, vainly walks, 4 Why then should I on worthless toys On thee alone my steadfast hope 5 LORD, hear my cry, accept my tears, And listen to my prayer, Who sojourn like a stranger here, L L 1 I WAITED meekly for the LORD, And heard from heaven my humble cry. L L 2 The wonders he for me has wrought 3 For blessings shall that man reward, Who on th' Almighty LORD relies; Who treats the proud with disregard, 5. And hates the hypocrite's disguise. L 4 Who can the wondrous works recount Which thou, O GOD, for us hast wrought? The power of numbers, speech, and thought. 6 I therefore come-come to fulfil 7 In full assemblies I have told Thy truth and righteousness at large : 8 Nor kept within my breast confined Mar 254 Lenial 9 Then let those mercies I declared PSALM 35. C. M. From the xli. Psalm of David. 1 HAPPY the man whose tender care 2 The LORD his life, with blessings crown'd, And disappoint the will of those 3 If he, in languishing estate, And thou vouchsaf'st to set me still 6 Let therefore Israel's LORD and GOD From age to age be bless'd; 1 AS pants the hart for cooling streams, So longs my soul, O God, for thee, 2 For thee, my God, the living GOD, O! when shall I behold thy face, 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? 6 Why restless, why cast down, my soul? 1 AS pants the wearied hart for cooling springs, That sinks exhausted in the summer's chase, So pants my soul for thee, great King of kings, So thirsts to reach thy sacred dwelling-place. 2 Why throb, my heart? why sink, my sadd'ning soul? Why droop to earth, with various woes oppress'd? My years shall yet in blissful circles roll, And peace be yet an inmate of this breast. 3 LORD, thy sure mercies, ever in my sight, My heart shall gladden through the tedious day; And 'midst the dark and gloomy shades of night, To thee, my God, I'll tune the grateful lay. 4 Why faint, my soul? why doubt JEHOVAH's aid? Thy GOD the GOD of mercy still shall prove; Within his courts thy thanks shall yet be paidUnquestion'd be his faithfulness and love! |