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But thy forgiveness interpos'd,
And mercy's healing balm pour'd in. 6 True penitents shall thus succeed, Who seek thee whilst thou may'st be found;
And from the common deluge freed,
And keep you in my watchful eye. 9 Submit yourselves to wisdom's rule, Like men that reason have attain'd; Not like th' ungovern'd horse and mule, Whose fury must be curb'd and rein'd.
TET all the just to God, with joy,
Is with his goodness crown'd.
The heav'nly arch was rear'd; And all the beauteous hosts of light, At his command appear'd. 7 The swelling floods, together roll'd, He makes in heaps to lie; And lays, as in a store-bouse safe,
The wat'ry treasures by. 8,9 Let earth, and all that dwell therein, Before him trembling stand;
For, when he spake the word, 'twas made;
Who look'd to him for aid;
6 Behold,' say they, 'behold the man,
'Twas fix'd at his command.
10 He, when the heathen closely plot, Deliv'rance he affords to all
Who on his succour trust.
Their counsels undermines;
The people's rash designs.
8 O! make but trial of his love, Experience will decide
How blest they are, and only they, Who in his truth confide.
9 Fear him, ye saints; and you will the Have nothing else to fear:
Make you his service your delight,
12 Let him who length of life desires,
His lips from falsehood free; 14 The crooked paths of vice decline, And virtue's ways pursue; Establish peace, where 'tis begun;
And where 'tis lost, renew.
15 The Lord from heav'n beholds the
With favourable eyes;
And, when distress'd, his gracious ear
17 Deliv'rance to his saints he gives,
19 The wicked oft, but still in vain, Against the just conspire; 20 For under their affliction's weight He keeps their bones entire. 21 The wicked, from their wicked arts, Their ruin shall derive; Whilst righteous men, whom they detest,
Shall them and theirs survive.
22 For God preserves the souls of those
O Lord, assert my right; With such as war unjustly wage,
Do thou my battles fight.
2 Thy buckler take, and bind thy shield Upon thy warlike arm; Stand up, O God, in my defence,
And keep me safe from harm."
3 Bring forth thy spear; and stop their
And such as did my harm devise, Be to confusion brought.
That haste my blood to spill; Sa to my soul, I am thy health, And will preserve thee still.' Let them with shame be cover'd o'er, Whom destruction sought;
5 Then shall they fly, dispers'd like chaff Before the driving wind;
God's vengeful minister of wrath
6 And when, through dark and slipp'ry ways,
They strive his rage to shun,
Did without cause, prepare;
Which they for me had laid: 9 Whilst my glad soul shall God's great
I could have done no more;
Nor with more decent signs of grief
AGAINST all those that strive with 15 How dif'rent did their carriage
For this deliv'rance bless,
10 My very bones shall say, O Lord, Who sett'st the poor and helpless man 'Who can compare with thee? 'From strong oppressors free. PART II.
11 False witnesses, with forg'd com plaints,
And to my charge such things they laid,
12 The good which I to them had done, With evil they repaid; And did, by malice undeserv'd,
13 But as for me, when they were sick, My harmless life invade. pray'd and fasted, and my pray'r I still in sackcloth mourn'd; 14 Had they my friends or brethren To my own breast return'd.
In times of my distress! When they, in crowds, together met, Did savage joy express. The rabble too, in num'rous throngs, By their example came; And ceas'd not with reviling words, To wound my spotless fame. 16 Scoffers, that noble tables haunt, And earn their bread with lies, Did gnash their teeth, and sland'ring jests Maliciously devise.
17 But, Lord, how long wilt thou look on? On my behalf appear;
And save my guiltless soul, which they True wisdom's banish'd from his breast,
Like rav'ning beasts would tear.
18 So I, before the list'ning world,
With open joy, or secret signs,
20 For they, with hearts averse to
21 Nor with these private arts content,
22 But thou, who doth both them and
With righteous eyes survey,
24 Lord, as my heart has upright been,
The triumph they design'd.
25 0! let them not, amongst themselves,| In boasting language say,
At length our wishes are complete; THOUGH wicked men grow rich or
At last he's made our
26 Let such as in my harm rejoic'd,
Who my just cause befriend; -
28 So shall my tongue thy judgments sing,
Inspir'd with grateful joy;
And vice has sole dominion there,
No execrable means declines.
Beyond the spreading sky extends.
Thy providence the world sustains;
With what assurance should the just
And wicked hands my life surprise, 12 Their mischiefs on themselves return; Down, down they're fall'n, no more to rise.
A crafty foe, with flatt'ring art,
Their false contriver brand with shame. 3 In deeds he is my foe confess'd, Whilst with his tongue he speaks me
Yet let not their successful state
2 For they, cut down like tender grass,
Secure from danger and from want: 4 Make his commands thy chief delight; And he, thy duty to requite,
Shall all thy earnest wishes grant. 5 In all thy ways trust thou the Lord, And he will needful help afford,
To perfect every just design;
And as a mid-day sun to shine.
Nor let thy anger fondly rise,
Which they maliciously devise. 8 From anger cease, and wrath forsake; Let no ungovern'd passion make
Thy wav'ring heart espouse their crime
9 For God shall sinful men destroy; Whilst only they the land enjoy,
25 From my first youth, til age pre vail'd,
Who trust on him, and wait his time. I never saw the righteous fail'd, 10 How soon shall wicked men detay! Their place shall vanish quite away,
Or want o'ertale his num'rous race; 26 Bécause compassion fill'd his heart, And he did cheerfully impart,
God made his offspring's wealth in
Nor by the strictest search be found; 11 Whilst humble souls possess the earth, Rejoicing still with godly mirth, With peace and plenty always crown'd. PART II.
12 While sinful crowds, with false design, Against the righteous few combine,
And gnash their teeth and threat'ning stand;
13 God shall their empty plots deride, And laugh at their defeated pride:
He sees their ruin near at hand.
The poor and needy to o'erthrow,
16 A little, with God's favour bless'd,
The wealth of many bad excels; 17 For God supports the just man's
But as for those that break his laws,
Their unsuccessful pow'r he queils. 18 His constant care the upright guides, And over all their life presides;
Their portion shall for ever last: 19 They, when distress o'erwhelms the
27 With caution shun each wicked deed, In virtue's ways with zeal proceed,
And so prolong your happy days; 28 For God, who judgment loves, does still
He orders all the steps aright
Of him that moves by his command; 24 Though he sometimes may be tress'd,
Yet shall he ne'er be quite oppress'd,
Preserve his saints secure from ill,
While soon the wicked race decays.
29, 30, 31 The upright shall possess the His portion shall for ages stand;
His mouth with wisdom is supply'd:
In vain his ruin does decree: 33 God will not him defenceless leave, To his revenge expos'd, but save;
And, when he's sentenc'd, set him free.
34 Wait still on God; keep his command, And thou, exalted in the land,
Thy blest possession ne'er shall quit: The wicked soon destroy'd shall be, And at his dismal tragedy
Thou shalt a safe spectator sit. 35 The wicked I in pow'r have seen, And, like a bay-tree, fresh and green That spreads its pleasant branches round:
Shall be unmov'd and ev'n in dearth,
Like fat of lambs, their hopes, and they,And
And vanish into smoke and air.
The just have will and pow'r to give; 22 For such as God vouchsafes to bless, Shall peaceably the earth possess;
And those he curses shall not live. 23 The good man's way is God's delight;
36 But he was gone as swift as thought; And, though in ev'ry place I sought,
No sign or track of him I found. 37 Observe the perfect man with care, mark ali such as upright are; Their roughest days in peace shall end S8 While on the latter end of those Who dare God's sacred will oppose,
A common ruin shall attend. 39 God to the just will aid afford; Their only safeguard is the Lord;
Their strength in time of need is he 40 Because on him they still depend The Lord will timely succour send, And from the wicked set them free PSALM XXXVIII.
THY chast'ning wrath, O Lord,
Though I deserve it all;
2 In ev'ry wretched part of me
My folly's just return; 6 With trouble I am warp'd and bow'd, And all day long I mourn.
7 A loath'd disease afflicts my loins, Infecting ev'ry part;
8 With sickness worn, I groan and roar Through anguish of my heart.
My eyes depriv'd of light;
11 Friends, lovers, kinsmen, gaze aloof
12 Meanwhile, the foes that seek my life,
14 Quite deaf and dumb, like one whose
With conscious guilt is ty'd.
15 For, Lord, to thee I do appeal,
-S Assur'd that thou, the righteous God,
16 Hear me,' said 1, 'lest my proud
A spiteful joy display;
Put once to go astray.'
9 But, Lord, before thy searching eyes
5 My life, thou know'st, is but a span;
And sure my groans have been too loud,
Not to have reach'd thine ear.
10 My heart's oppress'd, my strength decay'd,
Man, like a shadow, vainly walks, With fruitless cares oppress'd; He heaps up wealth, but cannot tell By whom 'twill be possess'd.
17 And, with continual grief oppress'd, To sink I new begin;
18 To thee, O Lord, I will confess,
19 But wallst I languish, my proud foes
I choose the path that's right. 21 Forsake me not, O Lord my God, Not far from me depart; 22 Make haste to my relief, O thou, Who my salvation art.
RESOLV'D to watch o'er all my ways,
I kept my tongue in awe;
2 Like one that's dumb, I silent stood,
3 My heart did glow with working
Till strong reflection fann'd the fire,
4 Lord, let me know my term of days,
7 Why then should I on worthless toys With anxious cares attend?
On thee alone my steadfast hope
8, 9 Forgive my sins; nor let me scorn'&
For I was dumb, and murmur'd not,
10 The dreadful burden of thy wrath
Lest my frail flesh, too weak to bear
13 0! spare me yet a little time;