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While sinners tremble, saints rejoice before him.

9 '• If I were hungry, would I ask thee food ?

'• When did I thirst, or drink thy bullock's blood ?
" Mine are the tamer beasts, and savage breed,
" Flocks, herds, and fields, and forests where they feed."
Ml is the Lord's ; he rules the icide creation :
Gives sinners vengeance, and the saints salvation.^

10 '^ Can I be flattered with thy cringing bows,
'• Thy solemn chatterings and fantastic vows .''
"Are my eyes charmed thy vestments to behold,
'• Glaring in gems, and gay in woven gold .'' "

God is the Judge of hearts ; no fair disguises
Can screen the guilty, when his vengeance rises.

PAUSE THE SECOND.

11 " Unthinking' wretch ! how couldst thou hope to please
'' A God, a Spirit, with such toys as these ?

'• While with my grace and statutes on thy tongue,
'•' Thou lov'st deceit, and dost thy brother wrong."

Judgment proceeds ; hell trembles ; heaven rejoices ;

Lift up your heads, ye saints, with cheerful voices.

12 ['^ In vain to pious forms thy zeal pretends,

" Thieves and adulterers are thy chosen friends :
" While the false flatterer at my altar waits,
" His hardened soul divine instruction hates."
God is the Judge of hearts : no fair disguises
Can screen the guilty, when his vengeance riscs.'\



13-^ PSALM 51.



13 " Silent I waited, with long-suffering love :

" But didst thou hope that 1 should ne'er reprove ?
" And cherish such an impious thought within,
" That the All-Holy would indulge thy sin ? "
See, God appears ! all nature joins t adore him :
Judgment proceeds, and sinners fall before him.

14 [" Behold my terrors now : my thunders foil,
" And thy own crimes affright thy guilty soul :

" Now like a lion shall my vengeance tear
" Thy bleeding heart, and no deliverer near."
judgment concludes ; hell trembles ! heaven rejoices:
Lift up your heads, ye saints, with cheerful voices.']

EPIPHONEMA.

15 Sinners, awake betimes ; ye fools, be wise !
Awake, before this dreadful morning rise.
Change your vain thoughts, your crooked works

amend ;
Fly to the Saviour^ make the Judge your friend.
Then join, ye saints ; wake every cheerful passion :
When Christ returns, he comes for your salvation.

PSALM 51;L.M. IstPt; Carthage. Geneva.lh]

A Penitent pleading for Pardon.

p 1 ^HOW pity. Lord, O Lord fotgive }

k3 Let a repenting rebel live :
e Are not thy mercies large and free .''
May not a sinner trust in thee ?

-^2 My crimes are great, but can't Surpass

The power and glory of thy grace ;
g Great God, thy nature hath no bound,
—So let thy pardoning love be found.

3 O wash my soul from every siii,
And make my guilty conscience clean j
p Here on my heart the burden lies,
And past offences pain my eyes.

e 4 My lips with shame my sins confess.
Against thy law, against thy grace :
Lord, should thy judgment grow severe^
1 am condemned, but thou art clear,

o 5 Should sudden vengeance seize my breathy
e I must pronounce thee just in dealth;
e And if my soul were sent to hell^
— Thy righteous law approves it well.



PSALM 51. 13J5



e 6 Yet save a trembling sinner, Lord,
— Whose hope, still hovering round thy word,
O Would light on some sweet promise there,
Some sure support against despair.

L. M. Second Part. Armley. Geneva, [bj

Original and actual Sin confessed.

e 1 T ORD, I am vile, conceived in sin,
■ I i And born unholy and unclean ;
Sprung from the man, whose guilty fall
Corrupts the race, and taints us all.

2 Soon as we draw our infant breath.
The seeds of sin grow up for death :
Thy law demands a perfect heart j
But we're defiled in every part.

3 [Great God, create my heart anew,
And form iny spirit pure and true j .
O make me wise betimes to spy

My danger and my remedy.]

d 4 Behold, I fall before thy face ;
My only refuge is thy grace :
No outward forms can make me clean 3-
The leprosy lies deep within.

5 No bleeding bird, nor bleeding beast.
Nor hyssop branch, nor sprinkling priest,-
Nor running brook, nor flood, nor sea,-
Can wash the dismal stain away.

— 6 Jesus, my God, thy blood alone

Hath power sufficient to atone :
o Thy blood can make me white as snow ;

No Jewish types can cleanse me so.

6 7 [While guilt disturbs and breaks my peace,

Nor flesh nor soul hath rest or ease,
— Lord, let me hear thy pardoning voice.

And make my broken bones rejoice.]

L. M. Third Part. Gloucester. Bath. [*]

The Penitent restored.

e 1 /^ THOU, who hear'st when sinners cry,
V-^ Though all my crimes before thee lie,
Behold them not with angry look,
But blot their memory from thy book.



134 PSALM 51.



— 2 Create my nature pure within,
And form my soul averse to sin j
Let thy good Spirit ne'er depart,
Nor hide thy presence from my heart.

€ 3 [I cannot live without thy light,
Cast out and banished from thy sight !

— Thine holy joys, my God, restore,
And guard me that I fall no more.

■e 4 Though I have grieved thy Spirit, Lord,
— Thy help and comfort still afford :

And let a wretch come near thy throne,

To plead the merits of thy Son.

— 5 A broken heart, my God, my King,

Is all the sacrifice I bring ;
o The God of grace will ne'er despise

A broken heart for sacrifice.]

p 6 My soul lies humbled in the dust,
And owns thy dreadful sentence just.
Look down, O Lord, with pitying eye,
And save the soul condemned to die.

— 7 Then will I teach the world thy ways,
Sinners shall learn thy sovereign grace ;

o I'll lead them to my Saviour's blood,
And they shall praise a pardoning God.

8 G may thy love inspire my tongue !
^ Salvation shall be all my song ;
« And all my powers shall join to bless

The Lord, my strength and righteousness.

C. M. First Part, Bangor, [b]

Sin confessed and pardoned.

1 [T ORD, I would spread my sore distress,

I A And guilt, before thine eyes ;
e Against thy laws, against thy grace.
How high my crimes arise !

2 Shouldst thou condemn my soul to hell,
And crush my flesh to dust,

Heaven would approve thy vengeance well,
And earth must own it just.

—3 I from the stock of Adam came.
Unholy and unclean ;
All my original is shame,
And all my nature sin.



PSALM 51, 53. 135

4 Born in a world of guilt, I drew

Contagion with my breath ;
And as my days advanced, I grew

A juster prey for death.

e 5 Cleanse me, O Lord, and cheer my soul
With thy forgiving love ;

make my broken spirit whole ^
And bid my pains remove.

6 Let not thy Spirit quite depart.

Nor drive me from thy face ;
Create anew my vicious heart,

And fill it with thy grace.

o 7 Then will 1 make thy mercy known,

Before the sons of men ;
o Backsliders shall address thy throne,

And turn to God again.]

C. M. 2d Part. Sishopsgate. Canterhuri/.[h'j

Repentance, and Faith in the Blood of Christ.

1 /^ GOD of mercy, hear my call,
\J^ My load of guilt remove ;

Break down this separating wall,
That bars me from thy love.

— 2 Give me the presence of thy grace j
o Then my rejoicing tongue
a Shall speak aloud thy righteousness,
And make thy praise my song.

e 3 No blood of goats, nor heifer slain,

For sin could e'er atone :
o The death of Christ shall still remain

Sufficient and alone.

— 4 A soul oppressed with sin's desert,
My God will ne'er despise ;
A hamble groan, a broken heart,
Is our best sacrifice.

PSALM 53. C. M. 3Iear. [*]

Ver. 4 — 6. Victory and Deliverance from Persecution,,

1 A RE all the foes of Zion fools,

XJL Who thus devour her saints .'*
Do they not know her Saviour rules,

And pities her complaints ?



136 PSALM 55.



2 They shall be seized with sad surprise ;
For God's revenging arm

Scatters the bones of them who rise
To do his children harm.

3 In vain the sons of Satan boast
Of armies in array ;

When God has first despised their host,
They fall an easy prey.

4 O for a word from Zion's King,
Her captives to restore !

Jacob with all the tribes shall sing,
And Judah weep no more.

PSALM 55. C. M. Canterbury, [b]

V. 1—8, 16, 17, 18, 22. Support for the afflicted, and
tempted Soul.

1 [i^ GOD, my refuge, hear my cries,

\J Behold my flowing tears ;
For earth and hell my hurt devise,
And triumph in my fears.

2 Their rage is levelled at my life,
My soul with guilt they load ;

And fill my thoughts with inward strife,
To shake my hope in God.

3 With inward pain my heart-strings sound ;
I groan with every breath :

Horror and fear beset me round,
Amongst the shades of death.]

e A O were I like a feathered dove,

And innocence had wings ;
— I'd fly, and make a long remove

From all these restless things.

e 5 Let me to some wild desert go,
And find a peaceful home ;
Where storms of malice never blow,
Temptations never come.

—-6 Vain hopes — and vain inventions all,
B To 'scape the rage of hell !
— The mighty God, on whom I call,
Can save jne here as well.



PSALM 55. 137



o 7 By morning light I'll seek his face,

At noon repeat my cry ;
The night shall hear me ask his grace,

Nor will he long deny.
o 8 God shall preserve my soul from fear,

Or shield me when afraid :
Ten thousand angels must appear,

If he command their aid.
. — 9 I cast my burdens on the Lord,

The Lord sustains them all :
My courage rests upon his word,

That saints shall never fall.
o 10 [My highest hopes shall not be vain,

My lips shall spread his praise,
e While cruel and deceitful men,

Scarce live out half their days.]

S. M. Aylesbury. [*]

V. 15, 16, 17, 19, 22. Dangerous Prosperity ; or^

Daily Devotion,
e 1 ~f ET sinners take their course,

§ J And choose the road to death ;
^But in the worship of my God,
I'll spend my daily breath.
2 My thoughts address his throne,
When morning brings the light ;
I seek his blessing every noon,
And pay my vows at night,
o 3 Thou wilt regard my cries,

O my eternal God :
e While sinners perish in surprise.

Beneath thine angry rod.
p 4 Because they dwell at ease,
And no sad changes feel,
They neither fear, nor trust thy name,
Nor learn to do thy will.
— 5 But I, with all my cares,
Will lean upon the Lord ;
I'll cast my burdens on his arm.
And rest upon his word.
o 6 His arm shall well sustain

The children of his love :
g The ground on which their safety stands
No earthly power can move.
12*



138 PSALM 56.



PSALM 56. C. M. Wantage, [b]

God's Care of his People, in answer to Prayer,

e 1 /^ THOU, whose justice reigns on high,
V^ And makes the oppressor cease,
Behold how envious sinners try
To vex and break my peace.

2 [The sons of violence and lies
Join to devour me, Lord ;

But as my hourly dangers rise,
My refuge is thy word.]

3 In God most holy, just, and true,
I have reposed my trust ;

Nor will I fear what flesh can do.
The offspring of the dust.

4 [They wrest my words to mischief still,
Charge me with unknown faults ;

Mischief doth all their counsels fill,
And malice all their thoughts.

5 Shall they escape without thy frown ?
Must their devices stand ?

O cast the haughty sinner down,
And let him know thy hand.]

PAUSE.

J— 6 God counts the sorrows of his saints,
Their groans affect his ears ;
Thou hast a book for my complaints,
A bottle for my tears.

7 When to thy throne I raise my cry,
The wicked fear and flee ;

o So swift is prayer to reach the sky,
So near is God to me.

8 [In thee, most holy, just and true,
I have reposed my trust ;

Nor will I fear what man can do.
The offspring of the dust.]

—9 Thy solemn vows are on me, Lord ,

Thou shalt receive my praise :
jO I'll sing, '' How faithful is thy word j

" How righteous all thy ways ! "

—10 Thou hast secured my soul from death }
e O set a orisoner free '.



PSAL M 57, 58. 139

j^ " ■' ■'■■ ■ — - — ' ' — " — '

That heart and hand, and life and breath,
May be employed for thee.

PSALM 57. L. M. Old Hundred. Blendon.[^'[

Praise for Protection, Grace, and Truth,

1 IVTY God, in whom are all the springs
l.T-1. Of boundless love, and grace unknown,
<6 Hide me beneath thy spreading wings.

Till the dark cloud be overblown.
. — 2 Up to the heavens I send my cry ;

The Lord will my desires perform :
iO He sends his angels from the sky,

And saves me from the threatening storm.
o 3 [Be thou exalted, O my God,

Above the heavens where angels dwell j

Thy power on earth be known abi'oad,

And land to land thy wonders tell.]
TT-A My heart is fixed ; my song shall raise

Immortal honours to his name :
o Awake, my tongue, to sound his praise j

My tongue, the glory of my frame.

g 5 High o'er the earth his mercy reigns,

And reaches to the utmost sky ;

His truth to endless years remains.

When lower worlds dissolve and die.
S 6 Be thou exalted, O my God,

Above the heavens where angels dwell ;

Thy power on earth be known abroad,

And land to land thy wonders tell.

PSALM 58. P. M, St. Helen's. [*]
Warning to Magistrates.

1 TUDGES, who rule the world by laws,
ft/ Will ye despise the righteous cause,
When one oppressed before you stands .-*

Dare ye condemn the righteous poor.
And let rich sinners 'scape secure,

While gold and greatness bribe your hands ?

2 Have ye forgot, or never knew,
That God will judge the judges too ?

g High in the heavens his justice reigns :
Yet you invade the rights of God,
And send your bold decrees abroad,
To bind the conscience in your chains*



140 PSALM 60.



e 3 [A poisoned arrow is your tongue,
The arrow sharp, the poison strong ;

And death attends where'er it wounds :
You hear no counsels, cries nor tears ;
So the deaf adder stops her ears

Against the power of charming sounds,
d 4 Break out their teeth, eternal God,
Those teeth of lions dyed in blood ;

And crush the serpents in the dust ;
As empty chaff, when whirlwinds rise,
Before the sweeping tempest flies.

So let their hopes and names be lost.]

o 5 Th' Almighty thunders from the sky j
—Their grandeur melts, their titles die.
As hills of snow dissolve and run ;
e Or snails that perish in their slime,
Or births that come before their time ;
Vain births that never see the sun.
o 6 Thus shall the vengeance of the Lord

Safety and joy to saints afford ;
— And all who hear shall join and say,
d " Sure there's a God who rules on high ;
" A God who hears his children cry,
" And will their sufferings well repay."

PSALM 60. C. M. Plymouth, [b]

V. 1 — 5, 10 — 12. Humiliation for Disappointments in
War.

1 T ORD, hast thou cast the nation off?

i A Must we forever mourn .''
Wilt thou indulge immortal wrath ?
Shall mercy ne'er return ?

2 The terror of one frown of thine
Melts all our strength away ;

Like men that totter, drunk with wine,
We tremble in dismay.

p 3 Our nation trembles at thy stroke,
And dreads thy lifted hand !
O, heal the people thou hast broke.
And save the sinkincp land.



o 4 Lift up thy banner in the field.
For those who fear thy name ,

O Defend thy people with thy shield,
And put our toes to shame.



PSA LM 61, 62. 141

— 5 Go with our armies to the fight,
Their guardian and their God ;
In vain confederate powers unite
Against thy lifted rod,

o G Our troops shall gain a wide renown,

By thine assisting hand :
g 'Tis God who treads the mighty down,

And makes the feeble stand.

PSALM 61. S. M. Aylesbury, [b *]

Ver. 1 — 6. Safety in God.

p 1 "^"^rHEN overwhelmed with grief,
V V My heart within me dies;
Helpless, and far from all relief,
To heaven I lift mine eyes.

€ 2 lead me to the Rock,

That's high above my head ;
And make the covert of thy wings
My shelter and my shade,

— 3 Within thy presence, Lord,
Forever I'll abide ;
Thou art the tower of my defence,
The refuge where I hide.

o 4 Thou givest me the lot

Of those that fear thy name ;
If endless life be their reward,
I shall possess the same,

PSALM 62. L. M. Bath. [*]

Ver. 5 — 12, JVo Trust in the Creatures, hut in Gad,

~Y spirit looks to God alone ;

- My rock and refuge is his throne j
In all my fears, in all my straits,
My soul on his salvation waits.

2 Trust him, ye saints, in all your ways ;

Pour out your hearts before his face :
e When helpers fail, and foes invade,
o God is our all-sufficient aid,

e 3 False are the men of high degree ;
The baser sort are vanity :
Laid in the balance, both appear
Light as a puff of empty air.



142 PSALM 63.



— 4 Make not increasing gold your trust,
Nor set your liearts on glittering dust ;
Why will you grasp the fleeting srnoke,
And not believe what God has spoke ?

^ 5 Once has his awful voice declared,

Once and again my ears have heard :
o " All power is his eternal due ;

" He must be feared and trusted too."
. — 6 For sovereign power reigns not alone ;

Grace is a partner of the throne :

Thy grace and justice, mighty Lord,

Shall well divide our last reward.

PSALM 63. C. M. 1st Pt. Sundmj. Barhy. [*]
Ver. 1, 2, 5, 3, 4. The Morning of the Lord's Day,
o 1 "F^ ARLY, my God, without delay,

.s'A I haste to seek thy face ;
My thirsty spirit faints away.

Without thy cheering grace.
« 2 So pilgrims on the scorching sand,

Beneath a burning sky.
Long for a cooling stream at hand,

And they must drink or die.
g 3 I've seen thy glory and thy power

Through all thy temple shine ;
o My God, repeat that heavenly hour,

That vision so divine.
—4 Not all the blessings of a feast

Can please my soul so well,
As when thy richer grace 1 taste,

And in thy presence dwell.
JO 5 Not life itself, with all its joys,

Can my best passions move ;
Or raise so high my cheerful voice,

As thy forgiving love,
s 6 Thus, till my last expiring day,

I'll bless my God and King;
— Thus will 1 lift my hands to pray,
o And tune my lips to sing.

C. M. Second Part. Colchester. [*]
Ver. 1 — 10. Midnight Thoughts recollected.
(, 1 [THIWAS in the watches of the night,
X I thought upon thy power ;



PSALM 63. 14^



1 kept thy lovely face in sight,
Amidst the darkest hour.

2 My flesh lay resting on my bed,
My soul arose on high ;

d " My God, my life, my hope," I said^
" Bring thy salvation nigh,"

—3 My spirit labours up thine hill,

And climbs the heavenly road ;
o But thy right hand upholds me still,

While I pursue my God.

4 Thy mercy stretches o'er my head
The shadow of thy wings ;

o My heart rejoices in thine aid,
My tongue awakes and sings.

5 But the destroyers of my peace
Shall fret and rage in vain ;

The tempter shall forever cease.
And all my sins be slain.

e 6 Thy sword shall give my foes to death,
And send them down to dwell
In the dark caverns of the earth.
Or to the depths of hell.]

L. M. Moreton. Slioel [*]

Delight in God and Ids Worship.

e 1 dT^ REAT God, indulge my humble claim,
• — VX Thou art my hope, my joy, my rest;
The glories that compose thy name,
Stand all engaged to make me blest.

2 Thou great and good, thou just and wise,

Thou art my Father and my God ;

And I am thine, by sacred ties —

Thy son, thy servant, bought with blood.

c 3 With heart and eyes, and lifted hands.
For thee I long, to thee I look ;
As travellers, in thirsty lands,
Pant for the cooling water brook.

o 4 With early feet I love t' appear
Among thy saints, and seek thy face :

' — Oft have I seen thy glory there,

And felt the power of sovereign grace.

o 5 Not fruits, nor wines, that tempt our taste,
Nor all the joys our senses know,



144 PSALM 63.



Could make me so divinely blest,
Or raise my cheerful passions so.

e 6 [My life itself, without thy love,
No taste of pleasure could afford ;
'Twould but a tiresome burden prove,
If I were banished from the Lord.

— 7 Amidst the wakeful hours of night.
When busy cares afflict my head,

o One thought of thee gives new delight,
And adds refreshment to my bed.]

6 8 I'll lift my hands, I'll raise my voice.
While I have breath to pray, or praise j
This work shall make my heart rejoice,
And spend the remnant of my days.

S. M. Newton. [*]

Seeking God.

1 IVi"^ God, permit my tongue
_LtJL This joy, to call thee mine >
And let my early cries prevail,
To taste thy love divine. a

C 2 [My thirsty, fainting soul

Thy mercy does implore :

Not travellers, in desert lands,

Can pant for water more.

3 Within thy churches, Lord,
I long to find my place ;
Thy power and glory to behold,

And feel thy quickening grace.]

e 4 For life, without thy love,

No relish can afford ;
■ — No joy can be compared with this.

To serve and please the Lord.

o 5 To thee I'll lift my hands.

And praise thee while I live ;
Not the rich dainties of a feast
Such food or pleasure give.

e 6 In wakeful hours of night,
I call my God to mind ;
I think how wise thy counsels are,
And all thy dealings kind.

7 Since thou hast been my help,
To thee ray spirit flies ;



PSALM 65. 145



And on thy watcl;iful providence
My cheerful hope relies.

8 The shadow of thy wings
My soul in safety keeps ;
I follow where my Father leads,
And he supports my steps.



PSALM 65. L. M. 1st Pt. Weldon. Quercy.[*]

Ver. 1 — 5. Public Prayer and Praise.

1 r I iHE praise of Zion waits for thee,

_l- My God ; and praise becomes thy house :
There shall thy saints thy glory see,
And there perform their public vows.

p 2 O thou whose mercy bends the skies,

To save when humble sinners pray,
o All lands to thee shall lift their eyes.

And grateful isles of every sea.

e 3 [Against my will my sins prevail,
■ — But grace shall purge away their stain;

The blood of Christ will never fail

To wash my garments white again.

o 4 Blest is the man whom thou shalt choose,
And give him kind access to thee ;
Give him a place within thy house.
To taste thy love divinely free.]

PAUSE.

o 5 Let Babel fear when Zion prays :
Babel, prepare for long distress ;
When Zion's God himself arrays.
In. terror, and in righteousness.

g 6 With dreadful glory God fulfills
What his afflicted saints request ;
And with almighty wrath reveals
His love to give his churches rest.

s 7 Then shall the flocking nations run
To Zion's hill, and own their Lord ;
The rising and the setting sun
Shall see the Saviour's name adored.

L. M. Second Part. Nanticich. Truro. [*]
Ver. 5 — 13. Divine Providence and Grace.
1 [rriHE God of our salvation hears

X The groans of Zion mixed with tears :
13



146 PSALM 6S.



Yet when he comes with kind designs,
Through all the way his terror shines.]

2 On God the race of man depends j
Far as the earth's remotest ends ;
Where the Creator's name is known
By nature's feeble light alone.

3 Sailors, who travel o'er the flood.
Address their frighted souls to God ;
When tempests rage and billows roar,
At dreadful distance from the shore.

4 He bids the noisy tempest cease,
He calms the raging crowd to peace ;
When a tumultuous nation raves,
Wild as the winds and loud as waves.

5 [Whole kingdoms, shaken by the stormy
He settles in a peaceful form ;
Mountains, established by his hand,
Firm on their old foundations stand.

d 6 Behold his ensign sweep the sky ;
New comets blaze, and lightnings fly :
The heathen lands, with swift surprise.
From the bright horrors turn their eyes;

7 At his command the morning ray
Smiles in the east, and leads the day ;
He guides the sun's declining wheels
Over the tops of western hills.]

8 Seasons and times obey his voice ;
The evening and the morn rejoice,

To see the earth made soft with showersj
Laden with fruit, and dressed in flowers.

9 ['Tis from his watery stores on high,
He gives the thirsty ground supply :
He walks upon the clouds, and thence
Doth his enriching drops dispense.]

10 The desert grows a fruitful field,
Abundant food the valleys yield ;
The valleys shout with cheerful voice j
And neigiabouring hills repeat their joys.

11 [The pastures smile in green array,
There lambs and larger cattle play ;
The larger cattle and the lamb,

Each in his language, speaks thy name ]



PSALM 65. 147



] 2 Thy works pronounce thy power divine j
O'er every field thy glories shine ;
Through every month thy gifts appear ;
Great God, thy goodness crowns the year I

C. M. First Part. Colchester, 3Iear, [*]
Prayer heard and the Gentiles called.

1 "f3KAISE waits in Zion, Lord, for thee ;

.Ml There shall our vows be paid :
Thou hast an ear when sinners pray j

All flesh shall seek thine aid.

e 2 Lord, our iniquities prevail,
— But pardoning grace is thine ;
o And thou wilt grant us power and skill

To conquer every sin.
— 3 Blest are the men whom thou wilt choose,

To bring them near thy face ;
Give them a dwelling in thine house,

To feast upon thy grace.
e 4 In answering what thy church requests

Thy truth and terror shine ;



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