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2 Thy hand my heart and reins possest,

Where unborn nature grew;
Thy wisdom all my features trac'd,

And all my members drew.
3 Thine eye with nicest care survey'd

The growth of every part, flaid Till the whole scheme thy thoughts had

Was copy'd by thine art. 4 Heaven, earth and sea, and fire and wind,

Shew me thy wondrous skill;
But I review inyself, and find

Diviner wonders still.
5 Thy awful glories round me shinë,

My flesh proclaims thy praise ;
Lord, to thy works of nature join

Thy miracles of grace.

PSALM 139.--34 Part. C. M. [*] Ver. 14, 17, 18. The mercies of God innu

merable.
An evening Psalm.

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They strike me with surprise ;
Not all the sands that spread the shore

To equal numbers rise.
2 My flesh with fear and wonder stands,

The product of thy skill :
And hourly blessings from thy hands

Thy thonghts of love reveal.
$ These on my heart by night I keep;

How kind, how dear to me!
O may the hour that ends my sleep,

Still find my thoughts with theej

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PSALM 141.-L. M.. [*] Ver. 2-5. Watchfulness and brotherly reproof.

A morning or evening Psalm. 1

God, accept my early vows, And let my nigbtly worship rise,

Sweet as the evening sacrilice. 2 Watch o'er my lips, and guard them, Lord,

From every rash and heedless word;
Nor let my feet incline to tread

The guilty path where sinners lead. 3 O'may the righteous, when I stray,

Smite and reprove my wandering way! Their gentle words, like ointinent, shed,

Shall never bruise, but cheer my head.
4 When I behold them press'd with grief,

I'll cry to heaven for their relief:
And, by my warm petitions, prove,
How much I prize their faithful love.

PSALM 142.-C. M. [b]

God is the hope of the helpless. 1 TFrom God I sought

relief JO God I made my sorrows known, In long coinplaints before his throne

I pour'd out all my grief.
2 My soul was overwhelm’d with Wowo,

My heart began to break;
My God, who all my burdens knows,

He knows the way I take.
3 On'every side I cast inine eye,

And found my helpers gone; While friends and strangers pass'd me by,

Neglected and unknown.

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4 Then did I raise a louder cry,

And call'd thy mercy near, “ Thou art my portion when I die,

" Be thou my refuge here."
5 Lord, I ain brought exceeding low ;

Now let thine ear attend ;
And make my foes who vex me, know

I've an almighty Friend.
6 From my sad prison set me free,

Then shall I praise thy name; And holy men shall join with me

Thy kindness to proclaim.

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PSALM 143.-ų. M. [b] Complaint of heary aflictions of mind and body. 1

righteous Judge, my gracious God, And cry for succour from thy throne :

( make thy truth and mercy known. 2 Let judgment not against me pass ;

Behold ihy servant pleads thy grace:
Should justice call us to thy bar,

No man alive is guiltless there.
3 Look dowri in pity, Lord, and see

The mighty woes that burden me;
Down to the dust my life is brought,

Like one long bury'd and forgot. & I dwell in darkness and unseen,

My heart is desolate within ;
My thoughts in musing silenee trace

The ancient wonders of thy grace. 5 Thence I derive a glimpse of hope

To hear my sinking spirits up;

I stretch my hands to God again,

And thirst, like parched lands, for rain. 6 For thee I thirst, I pray, I mourn;

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When will thy smiling face return?
Shall all my joys on earth remove ?

And God forever hide his love ? 7 My God, thy long delay to save

Will sink thy prisoner to the grave:
My heart grows saint, and dim mine eye;

Make haste to help before I die. 8 The night is witness to niy tears,

Distressing pains, distressing fears ;
O might I hear thy morning voice,

How would my wearied powers rejoice. 9 In thee I trust, to thee I sigh,

And lift my weary soul on high ;
For thee sit waiting all the day,

And wear the tiresome hours away. 10 Break off my fetters, Lord, and show

Which is the path my feet should go ;
If snares and foes beset the road,

I flee to hide me near my God. 11 Teach me to do thy holy will,

And lead me to thy heavenly hill;
Let the good spirit of thy love

Conduct me to thy courts above, 12 Then shall my soul no more complain,

The tempter then shall rage in vain ;
And Aesh, that was my foe before,
Shall never vex my spirit more.

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mm PSALM 144.-1st Part. C, M. (*) Ver. 1, 2. Assistance and victory in the spre

ritual warfare.
FOREVER blessed be the Lord,

My. Saviour and my shield ;
He sends his spirit with his word,

To arm me for the field.
2 When sin and hell their force unite,

He makes my soul his care, Instructs me to the heavenly fight,

And guards me through the war. 3 A friend and helper so divine

Doth my weak courage raise ;
He makes the glorious victory mine,

And his shall be the praise.

PSALM 144.24 Part C. M. [b] Ver. 26. The ranily of man, and conde

scension of God. 1 ORD, what is man, poor feeble man,

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His life a shadow, light and rain,

Still hastening to the dust! 2 ( what is feeble, dying man,

Or any of his race,
That God should make it his concern

To visit him with grace!
That God, who darts his lightnings down;

Who shakes the worlds above,
And mountains tremble at his frown,

How wondrous is bis love!

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