Than in the joys of vanity Had rather keep a door, Than dwell in tents, and rich abode, With sin for evermore. 11 For God the Lord both sun and shield Gives grace and glory bright, No good from them shall be withheld Whose ways are just and right. 12 Lord God of Hosts that reign'st on high, That man is truly blest, Who only on thee doth rely, And in thee only rest. 35 40 45 PSALM LXXXV. 1 THY land to favour graciously Thou hast not Lord been slack, Thou hast from hard captivity Returned Jacob back. 2 Th' iniquity thou didst forgive That wrought thy people woe, And all their sin, that did thee grieve, Hast hid where none shall know. 3 Thine anger all thou hadst remov'd, And calmly didst return From thy" fierce wrath which we had prov'd Far worse than fire to burn. "Heb. The burning heat of thy wrath. 5 10 4 God of our saving health and peace, Turn us, and us restore, Thine indignation cause to cease Toward us, and chide no more. 5 Wilt thou be angry without end, For ever angry thus, Wilt thou thy frowning ire extend V 6 Wilt thou not turn, and hear our voice, V And us again revive, That so thy people may rejoice By thee preserv'd alive. 7 Cause us to see thy goodness, Lord, To us thy mercy shew, Thy saving health to us afford, And life in us renew. 8 And now what God the Lord will speak, I will go strait and hear, For to his people he speaks peace, And to his saints full dear, To his dear saints he will speak peace, But let them never more Return to folly, but surcease 9 Surely to such as do him fear Salvation is at hand, And glory shall ere long appear To dwell within our land. 10 Mercy and Truth that long were miss'd Now joyfully are met, Heb. turn to quicken us. 40 335 30 25 20 15 Sweet Peace and Righteousness have kiss'd, And hand in hand are set. 11 Truth from the earth, like to a flow'r, Shall bud and blossom then, And Justice from her heav'nly bow'r Look down on mortal men. 12 The Lord will also then bestow Whatever thing is good, Our land shall forth in plenty throw 13 Before him Righteousness shall go His royal harbinger, 45 50 Then will he come, and not be slow, 55 His footsteps cannot err. PSALM LXXXVI. 1 THY gracious ear, O Lord, incline, O hear me I thee pray, For I am poor, and almost pine With need, and sad decay. 2 Preserve my soul, for I have trod Thy ways, and love the just, Save thou thy servant, O my God, Who still in thee doth trust, 3 Pity me, Lord, for daily thee I call; 4. O make rejoice Thy servant's soul; for, Lord, to thee * Heb. He will set his steps to the way. 'Heb. I am good, loving a doer of good and holy things. 5 10 5 For thou art good, thou, Lord, art prone To pardon, thou to all To them that on thee call. 6 Unto my supplication, Lord, Give ear, and to the cry Of my incessant pray'rs afford 7 I in the day of iny distress Will call on thee for aid; For thou wilt grant me free access, 8 Like thee among the Gods is none, Of all that other Gods have done 9 The nations all whom thou hast inade And glorify thy name. 10 For great thou art, and wonders great By thy strong hand are done, Thou in thy everlasting seat Remainest God alone. 11 Teach me, O Lord, thy way most right, I in thy truth will bide, To fear thy name my heart unite, So shall it never slide. 12 Thee will I praise, O Lord my God, Thee honour and adore With my whole heart, and blaze abroad Thy name for evermore. 35 40 13 For great thy mercy is tow'rd me, To seek my life, and in their eyes No fear of thee have set. 15 But thou, Lord, art the God most mild, Readiest thy grace to shew, Slow to be angry, and art styľ'd Most merciful, most true. 16 O turn to me thy face at length, And me have mercy on, Unto thy servant give thy strength, And save thy handmaid's son. 17 Some sign of good to me afford, And let my foes then see, And be asham'd, because thou, Lord, PSALM LXXXVII. 1 AMONG the holy mountains high Is his foundation fast, There seated is his sanctuary, 2 Sion's fair gates the Lord loves more Of Jacob's land, though there be store, 5 |