2 Thy hand my heart and reins possest, 3 Thine eye with nicest care survey'd [laid Till the whole scheme thy thoughts had Heaven, earth and sea, and fire and wind, Diviner wonders still. 5 Thy awful glories round me shine, 1 PSALM 139.-3d Part. C. M. [*] Ver. 14, 17, 18. The mercies of God innu merable. An evening Psalm. LORD, when I count thy mercies o'er Not all the sands that spread the shore 2 My flesh with fear and wonder stands, And hourly blessings from thy hands 5 These on my heart by night I keep; O may the hour that ends my sleep, mmmw PSALM 141.-L. M. [*] Ver. 2-5. Watchfulness and brotherly reproof. A morning or evening Psalm. 1 Mike in incense in thy house; God, accept my early vows, And let my nightly worship rise, 2 Watch o'er my lips, and guard them, Lord, behold them press'd with grief, God is the hope of the helpless. 1T From God 1 sought relief; In long coinplaints before his throne 2 My soul was overwhelm'd with wees, S On every side I cast mine eye, While friends and strangers pass'd me by, 4 Then did I raise a louder cry, 5 Lord, I am brought exceeding low; And make my foes who vex me, know 6 From my sad prison set me free, PSALM 143.-L. M. [b] Complaint of heavy afflictions of mind and body' 1 MY righteous Judge, my gracious God, Hear when I spread my hands abroad, And cry for succour from thy throne: O make thy truth and mercy known... 2 Let judgment not against me pass; Behold thy servant pleads thy grace: Should justice call us to thy bar, No man alive is guiltless there. S Look down 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 silence 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, My God, thy long delay to save 8 The night is witness to my tears, 10 Break off my fetters, Lord, and show 11 Teach me to do thy holy will, 12 Then shall my soul no more complain, PSALM 144.-1st Part. C. M. [*] Assistance and victory in the spiritual warfare. Ver. 1, 2. 1 FOR NOREVER blessed be the Lord, He sends his spirit with his word, 2 When sin and hell their force unite, 3 A friend and helper so divine Doth my weak courage raise; He makes the glorious victory mine, PSALM 144.-2d Part C. M. [b] Ver. 3-6. The ranily of man, and condescension of God. ORD, what is man, poor feeble man, His life a shadow, light and vain, Still hastening to the dust! 20 what is feeble, dying man, Or any of his race, That God should make it his concern To visit him with grace! 3 That God, who darts his lightnings downz Who shakes the worlds above, And mountains tremble at his frown, |