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Christ exalted above his enemies.
The Lord's anointed Son ?
And tread his gospel down?
Derides their rage below;
And strikes their spirits through.
And raise him from the dead;
And wide his kingdom spread.
The utmost heathen lands;
The rebel that withstands.'
Obey th’ anointed Lord,
And tremble at his word.
For if he frown, ye die;
Who on his grace rely.
SECOND VERSION. V. 8-12.
Christ interceding and reigning.
And asks to rule the earth;
And pleads his heavenly birth.
A large inheritance;
His kingdom shall advance.
Must feel his iron rod;
Which he received from God.
4 Be wise, ye rulers, now,
And worship at his throne;
To God's exalted Son.
Ye perish on the place;
How fast my foes increase!
They break my present peace.
There's no relief in heaven;
Too great to be forgiven.
Shalt on the tempter tread,
And raise my drooping head.
He bowed a listening ear;
And he subdued my fear.
In spite of all my foes;
That guarded my repose.
All armed, against me stood;
My refuge is my God.
His arm alone can save;
And reach beyond the grave.
SECOND VERSION. V. 2–6, 8.
L. M 1 THE tempter to my soul hàth said,
" There is no help in God for thee: Lord, lift thou up thy servant's head;
My glory, shield and solace be.
He heard me from his holy hill;
He beckoned, and the winds were still. 3 I laid me down and slept,- I woke;
Thou, Lord, my spirit didst sustain ;
Thy comforts rose on me again.
Surround my steps in all their wrath ;
In this weak state of flesh and blood!
my defence and hope is God.
To thee I raised an evening cry;
And thine almighty help was nigh.
I laid me down, and slept secure;
Though I should wake and rise no more. 4 But God sustained me all the night;
Salvation doth to God belong;
And make his praise my morning song.
I am forever thine;
2 And while I rest my weary head,
From cares and business free,
With my own heart and thee.
And when my work is done,
Upon thy grace alone.
I give mine eyes to sleep;
and righteousness, Hear and attend when I complain; Thou hast enlarged me in distress,
Bow down a gracious ear again.
To turn my glory into shame;
And dare reproach my Saviour's name!
From all the tribes of men beside ;
For the dear sake of Christ who died.
A thousand works of righteousness,
And glory in his pardoning grace.
Who will bestow some earthly good ?'
Our souls desire this heavenly food.
and favors so divine ;
For all their corn, and all their wine.
FIRST VERSION. V. 3-8.
For the Lord's day morning.
My voice ascending high;
To thee lift up mine eye:-
To plead for his saints,
Our songs and our complaints.
The wicked shall not stand;
Nor dwell at thy right hand.
To taste thy mercies there;
And worship in thy fear.
In ways of righteousness!
SECOND VERSION. V. 4, 4, 7.
Thou, Lord, my early voice shalt hear:
And faith look up with longing eyes. 2 O God, thy pure unsullied mind
In tents of sin no joy can find :
, Lord, with thee. 3 But I, by boundless mercies led,
Thy temple's sacred courts will tread;
Thy mercies shall surround me there. 6.
Complaint and prayer in sickness. 1 LORD, I can suffer thy rebukes,
When thou with kindness dost chastise;
O let it not against me rise !