My noon day walks he shall attend, And all my midnight hours defend. 2 When in the sultry glebe I faint, Or on the thirsty mountain pant; To fertile vales, and dewy meads, My weary, wandering steps he leads; Where peaceful rivers, soft and slow, Amidst the verdant landscapes flow. 3 Though in a bare and rugged way, Through devious, lonely wilds I stray, His bounty shall my pains beguile, The barren wilderness shall smile, With lively greens and herbage crown'd, And streams shall murmur all around. 4 Though in the paths of death I tread, With gloomy horrors overspread, My steadfast heart shall fear no ill, For thou, O Lord, art with me still; Thy friendly staff shall give me aid, And guide me through the dismal shade.

ADDISON.

PSALM XXIV.

Common Metre.

The Man whom God approves.

1 THIS spacious earth is all the Lord's,

The Lord's her fulness is;

The world, and they who dwell therein,
By sovereign right are his.

2 He fix'd the land, and spread the seas,
With all which they contain ;
Then man in his own image form'd,
O'er all these works to reign.

3 But for himself, this Lord of all
One chosen seat design'd:

O who shall to that sacred hill

Desir'd admittance find?

4 The man whose hands and heart are pure, Whose thoughts from pride are free; Who honest poverty prefers

To gainful perjury.

5 This is the man on whom the Lord
Shall shower his blessings down;
Whom God his Saviour shall be pleas'd
With righteousness to crown.

6 Such is the character of those
Who seek the face of God;

Whose happy feet shall stand within

The place of his abode.

TATE varied.

*

PSALM XXIV. Long Metre.

Heaven the Residence of Saints, and the Ascension of Christ.

1 THIS spacious earth is all the Lord's,
And men and worms and beasts and birds;
He rais'd the building on the seas,
And gave it for their dwelling place.

2 But there's a brighter world on high,
Thy palace, Lord, above the sky;
Who shall ascend that blest abode,
And dwell so near his Maker, God?

3 He who abhors and fears to sin,

Whose heart is pure, whose hands are clean,
Him shall the Lord, the Saviour bless,
And clothe his soul with righteousness.

4 These are the men, the pious race
Who seek the God of Jacob's face;
These shall enjoy the blissful sight,
And dwell in everlasting light.

5 Rejoice, ye shining worlds on high,
Behold the King of glory nigh!
Who can this King of glory be?
The mighty Lord, the Saviour's he.
6 Ye heavenly gates, your leaves display,
To make the Lord, the Saviour way;
Laden with spoils from earth and hell,
The Conqueror comes, with God to dwell.
7 Rais'd from the dead, he goes before,
He opens Heaven's eternal door,
To give his saints a blest abode
With their Redeemer and their God.

PSALM XXV.

Short Metre.

WATTS.

Seeking Divine Forgiveness and Direction.

1 TO God I lift my eyes,

My trust is in his name;

And they whose hope on him relies,
Shall never suffer shame.

2 From the first dawning light
Till the dark evening's shade
For thy salvation, Lord, I wait,
And ask thy heavenly aid.

3 Remember all thy grace,

And lead me in thy truth; Forgive the sins of riper age, And follies of my youth.

4 Thro' all the ways of God,
Both truth and mercy shine,

To those who with religious hearts
To his blest will incline.

He those in safety guides
Who his direction seek,

b

And in his sacred paths will lead
The humble and the meek.

For thy own goodness' sake,
Save thou my soul from shame;
And pardon all my sins, tho' great,
Thro' my Redeemer's name.

TATE and WATTS united and varied.

PSALM XXVI.

Long Metre.

b

Self Examination.

1 JUDGE me, O God, and prove my ways,
And try my reins, and try my heart;
My faith upon thy promise stays,
Nor from thy word my feet depart.

2 I hate to walk, I hate to sit

With men of vanity and lies;
The scoffer and the hypocrite
In my esteem shall never rise.

3 In innocence I'll wash my hands,
From pride and guilt and folly clear;
Then at thy sacred altar stand,
And hope to find acceptance there.

4 I love thy habitation, Lord,

The temple where thy honours dwell;
There shall I hear thy holy word,
And there thy works of wonder tell.

5 Let not my soul be join'd at last
With men of treachery and blood;
Since I my days on earth have past
Among the saints, and near my God.

WATTS varied.

PSALM XXVII. Common Metre.
The Church is our Safety and Delight.
1 THE Lord of glory is my light,
And my salvation too;

God is my strength, nor will I fear
What mortal flesh can do.

2 One privilege my heart desires,
O grant me an abode

Among the churches of thy saints,
The temples of my God.

3 There shall I offer my requests,
And see thy glory still;
Shall hear thy messages of love,
And learn thy holy will.

* or b

4 When troubles rise and storms appear, his children hide ;

There may

God has a strong pavilion, where

He makes my soul abide.

5 Should friends and kindred, near and dear, Leave me to want or die;

My God would make my life his care,
And all my need supply.

6 Wait on the Lord, ye trembling saints,
And keep your courage up;
He'll raise your spirit when it faints,
And elevate your hope.

WATTS.

PSALM XXVII. Long Metre.

The Safety of trusting in God.

b

1 THE Lord, my Saviour, is my light, What terrors can my soul affright? Whilst God, my strength, my life is pear, What mortal shall alarm my fear?