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“Oh, heal the people thou hast broke,

“And save the sinking land." A Lift up a banner in the field

For those that fear thy name; Save thy beloved with thy shield,

And put our foes to shame.
5 Go with our armies to the fight,

Like a confederate God;
In vain confederate powers unite

Against thy lifted rod.
6 Our troops shall gain a wide renown

By thine assisting hand;
Tis God that treads the mighty down,
And makes the feeble stand.

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PSALM 61.-S. M. [b]
Ver. 1-6. Safety in God.
THEN overwhelm'd with grief,

My heart within me dies;
Helpless, and far from all relief,

To heaven I lift mine eyes. 2 O lead me to the rock

That's high ahove my head,
And make the covert of thy wings

My shelter and my shade.
3 Within thy presence, Lord,

Forever I'll abide;
Thou art the tower of my defence,

The refuge where I hide. 4 Thou givest me the lot

Of those that fear thy name;
If endless life be their reward

I shall possess tbe same.

PSALM 62.-L. M. "[*] Ver. 5–12. No trust in creatures; or, faith

in divine grace and power. 1 MY

spirit looks to God alone;

My rock and refuge is his throne : In all my fears, in all my straits,

My soul on his salvation waits.
2 Trust him, ye saints, in all your ways,

Pour out your hearts before his face ;
When helpers fail, and foes invade,

God is our all-sufficient aid.
3 False are the men of high degree,

The baser sort are vanity;
1 Laid in the balance, both appear

Light as a puff of empty air.
À Make not increasing gold your trust,

Nor set your hearts on glittering dust; Why will you grasp the ieeting smoke, And not believe what God has spoke? 5 Once has bis awful voice declar'd,

Once and again my ears have heard,
“All power is his eternal due ;

" He must be fear'd and trusted too."
6 For sovereign power reigns not alone;

Grace is a partner of the throne:
Thy grace and justice, mighty Lord,
Shall well divide our last reward.

PSALM 63.-1st Part. C. M. [*] Ver. 1,2,5, 3, 4. The morning of a Lord's day. 1 VARLY, my God, without delay,

I
My thirsty spirit faints away,

Without thy cheering grace.

2 So pilgrins on the scorching sand,

Beneath a burping sky,
Long for a cooling stream at hand,

And they must drink or die,
3 I've seen thy glory and thy power

Through all thy temple shine; My God, repeat that heavenly kour,

That vis on so divine !
4 Not all the blessings of a feast

Can please my soul so well,
As when thy richer grace I taste,

And in thy presence dwell.
5 Not life itself, with all its joys,

Can my best passions move,
Or raise so high my cheerful voice,

As thy forgiving love.
Thus till my last expiring day,

I'll bless my God and King;
Thus will I lift my hands to pray,

And tune my lips to sing.

PSALM 63.--2d Part. C. M. (*) Ver. 6–10. Midnight thoughts recollected. I TIWAS in the watches of the night

'T'I

I kept thy lovely face in sight

Ainidst the darkest hour.
2 My flesh lay resting on my bed ;

My soul arose on high;
My God, my life, my hope,” I said,

Bring thy salvation nigh." 3 My spirit labours up thine hill,

And climbs the beavenly road,

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But thy right hand upholds me still,

While I pursue my God.
Thy mercy stretches o'er my head

The shadow of thy wings ;
My heart rejoices in thine aid ;

My tongue awakes and sings. 5 But the destroyers of my peace

Shall fret and rage in vain ; The tempter shall forever cease,

And all my sins be slain.
6 Thy sword shall give my foes to death,

And send them down to dwell
In the dark caverns of the earth,
Or to the depths of hell.

PSALM 63.-L. M. L*]
Langing after God; or, the love of God belter

than life. 1

Thou art my hope, my joy, my rest; The glories that compose thy name

Stand all engag’d to make me blest. 2 Thou great and good, thou just and wise,

Thou art my Father and my God!
And I am thine by sacred ties;

Thy son, thy servant, bought with blood. 3 With heart, and eyes, and lifted hands,

For thee I long, to thee I look ;
As travellers, in thirsty lands,

Pant for the cooling water brook. 4 With early feet I love t'appear

Among thy saints, and seek thy face;

Oft have I seen thy glory there, ; And felt the power of sovereign grace.

5 Not fruits, nor wines that tempt our taste,

Nor all the joys our senses know,
Could make me so divinely blest,

Or raise my cheerful passions so. 6 My life itself, without thy love,

No taste of pleasure could afford;
"Twould but a tiresome burden prove,

If I were banish'd from the Lord.
in Amidst the wakeful hours of night,

When busy cares afflict my head,
One thought of thee gives new delight,
And adds refreshment to

my

bed.
$ I'll lift my hands, I'll raise my voice,

While I have breath to pray or praise;
This work shall make my heart rejoice,
And spend the remnant of my days.

PSALM 63.-S. M. [*]

Seeking God. 1

God, permit
And let my early cries prevail

To taste thy love divine. 2 My thirsty fainting soul

Thy mercy does implore; Not travellers in desert lands,

Can pant for water more. 3 Within thy churches, Lord,

I long to find my place;
'Thy power and glory to behold,

And feel thy quickening grace.
For life without thy love
No relish can afford;

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