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But holy souls from God obtain
A strong and sure defence. 5 God is their fear, and God their trust,
When plagues or famine spread : His watchful eye secures the just
Among ten thousand dead.
And bless us from thy throne :
Praise for eminent deliverance.
In trouble and in joy,
My heart and tongue employ.
And high exalt his name :
He to my rescue came.
The dwellings of the just :
Who on his succour trust.
Experience will decide,
Who in his truth confide.
Have nothing else to fear :
He'll make your wants his care.
PSALM 3. Second Part. L. M.
Saints are under the protection of God. LORD, I will bless thee all my days;
Thy praise shall dwell upon my tongue': My soul shall glory in thy grace ;
While saints rejoice to hear the song 2 Come, magnify the Lord with me;
Come, let us all exalt his name :
Has not expos'd my hope to shame. 3 I told him all my secret grief;
My secret groaning reach'd his ears :
And calm'd the tumult of my fears. 4 To him the
eyes, Their faces feel the heav'nly beam ; A beam of mercy, from the skies,
Fills them with light and joy supreme, 5 His holy angels pitch their tents
Around the men, that serve the Lord :
HILDREN in years and knowledge young,
Your parents' hope, your parents' joy, Attend the counsels of my tongue :
Let pious thoughts your minds employ, 2 If you desire a length of days,
And peace to crown your mortal state :
Restrain your feet from impious ways;
The sons of violence, and lies.
Peace and holiness.
His ears attend their cry:
Be sharp and tedious too;
Is their supporter now,
But God secures his own ;
Or heals the broken bone.
O'er the proud sinner rolls;
For he redeems their souls,
PSALM 35. First Part. C. M.
Imprecations mixed with charity.
With all the sons of strife;
Who fight against my life. 2 Draw out thy spear, and stop their way;
Lift thine avenging rod ; But, to my soul in mercy say,
“I am thy Savionr God.” 3 They plant their snares to catch my feet,
And nets of mischief spread : Plunge the destroyers in the pit,
That their own hands have made.
And slipp'ry be their ground :
And all their rage confound.
Before thine angry breath : The angel of the Lord behind
Pursues them down to death. 6 They love the road, that leads to hell :
Then must the rebels die, Whose malice is implacable
Against the Lord on high, 7 But if thou hast a chosen few
Amongst that impious race ; Divide them from the bloody crew
By thy surprising grace. 8 Then will I raise my tuneful voice
To make thy wonders known; In their salvation I'll rejoice,
And bless thee for my own.
PSALM 35. Second Part. C. M.
The love of Christ typified in David.
That holy David shows !
For his afflicted foes !
And seems to feel the smart; The spirit of the gospel reigns,
And melts his pious heart.
As for a brother dead !
While for their life he pray'd.
Yet still he pleads and mourns : And double blessings on his head
The righteous God returns.
Thus Christ the Lord appears ;
And pities them with tears.
Blest and belov'd of God,
bold in sin, My heart within me cries, "He hath no faith of God within,
“ Nor fear before his eyes. 2 He walks awhile conceal'd
In a self-flattring dream ;