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7,8 While some on me with wonder gaze,
Thy hand supports me stilli-
My mouth shall always fill.
When I with age decay ;
My vigour fades away.
With crafty malice speak;
And mutual counsel take : 11 “ His God,” say they, forsakes him now,
“ On whom he aid rely ;
“Of timely aid is nigh."
For speedy help I call : 13 To shame and ruin bring my soes,
That seek to work my fall.
Shall on thy pow'r depend ;
My mouth shall still declare ;
Though summ’d with utmost care. 16 While God vouchsafes me his support,
I'll in his strength go on ;
And mention his alone. 17 Thou, Lord, hast taught me from my youth
To praise thy glorious Name;
Have been my constant theme. 18 Then now forsake me not, when I
Am grey and feeble grown;
Thy strength and pow'r have shown.
meat and wondrous are
The mighty works which thou bast done!
Who may with thee compare !
Thy grace shall yet relieve ;
With tender care retrieve. 21 Through thee, my time to come shall be
With pow'r and greatness crown's; And me, who dismal years have pass'd,
Thy comforts shall surround, 22 Then I with psaltery and harp,
Thy truth, O Lord, will praise ;
My voice in anthems raise. , 23 Then joy shall fill my mouth, and songs
Employ my cheerful voice;
Shall in thy strength rejoice.
all the day proclaim ;
In all his ways direct;
Thy righteous laws respect.
With pure and upright mind ;
Their just protector find. 3 Then hills and mountains shall bring forth
The happy fruits of peace ;
The work of righteousness :
Shall rule with gentle sway;
Oppressive yokes away.
Shall then be rooted fast,
Or time itself shall last.
6' He shall descend like rain, that cheers
The meadow's second birth;
Refresh the thirsty earth.
Shall be with favour crown'd;
With endless peace abound.
From sea to sea extend ;
At nature's limits end.
Shall bow their servile heads;
Where he his conquests spreads. 10 The king of Tarshish, and the isles,
Shall costly presents bring ;
And wealthy Saba's king.
His humble homage pay ;
To own his righteous sway. 12 For he shall set the needy free,
When they for succour cry ;
Shall due supplies prepare;
Shall watch with tender care.
From fraud and rapine free ;
Of mighty price shall be.
To many years extend ;
And golden presents send.
A lasting them
16 Of useful grain through all the land,
Great plenty shall appear ;
A mighty crop shall bear :
A rattling noise shall yield;
For plenty with the field.
Through endless years shall 'run ;
And lasting as the sun.
Shall be completely bless'd,
By ev'ry tongue confess'd.
The God whom Israel fears;
Beyond compare appears.
For ever bless his Name;
That God will to his saints be kind;
Shall his protecting favour find. 2, 3 Till this sustaining truth I knew,
My stagg'ring feet had almost fail'd;
And envy'd when the fools prevail'd. 4,5 They to the grave in peace descend,
And, whilst they live, are hale and strong; No plagues or troubles them offend,
Which oft to other men belong.
And rapine seems their robe of state ;
They grow, beyond their wishes, great. 3, 9 With hearts corrupt, and losty talk,
Oppressive methods they defend;
Their blasphemies to heav'n ascend.
*10 And yet admiring crowds are found,
Who servile visits duly make ;
Of which their flatt'ring slaves partake. 11 Their fond opinions, these pursue,
Till they with them profanely cry,
“ Can he perceive who dwells so high ?” 12 Behold the wicked! these are they
Who openly their sins profess;
And all their actions meet success. 13, 14 “ Then have I cleans'd my heart,” said I,
“ And wash'd my hands from guilt, in vain, “ If all the day oppress'd I lic,
" And ev'ry morning suffer pain.” 15 Thus did I once to speak intend ;
But, if such things I rashly say,
But found the case too hard for me ;
Then I their end did plainly see. 18 How high soe'er advanc’d, they all
On slipp'ry places loosely stand;
Cast down by thy avenging hand. 19, 20 How dreadful and how quick their fate!
Despis'd by thee, when they're destroy'd ; As waking men with scorn do treat
The fancies that their dreams employ'd. 21, 22 Thus was my heart with grief opprest,
My reins were rack'd with restless pains ; So stupid was I, like a beast,
Who no reflecting thought retains. 23, 24 Yet still thy presence me supply'd,
And thy right hand assistance gave;
And then to glory me receive.
Have I, whose favour I require ? Throughout the spacious carth there's none
That I besides thee can desire.