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6 Be thou exalted, O my God!
Above the heav'ns where angels dwell
PSALM 58. P. M.
Warning to magistrates.
Will ye despise the righteous cause,
While gold and greatness bribe your hand ? 2 Forgot ye then, or never knew, That God will judge the judges too?
High in the heav'ns his justice reigns !
To bind the conscience in your chains. 3 A poison’d arrow is your tongue, The arrow sharp, the poison strong,
And death attends where'er it wounds;
Against the pow'r of charming sounds.
And crush the serpents in the dust : As empty chaff, when whirlwinds rise, Before the sweeping tempest flies,
So let their names and hopes be lost. 5 The Almighty thunders from the sky, Their grandeur melts, their titles die,
As hills of snow dissolve and run ;
Or snails that perish in their slime,
Vain births, that never see the sun. 6 Thus shall the vengeance of the Lord, Safety and joy to saints afford :
And all that hear shall join and say, - Sure there's a God that rules on high, “ A God that hears his children cry, “ And will their suff'rings well repay.”
PSALM 59. S. M.
Complaints against invading foes. 1 FROM foes that round us rise,
O God of heay'n, defend; Who brave the vengeance of the skies,
And with thy saints contend. 2 Behold! from distant shores,
And desert wilds they come, Combine for blood their barb'rous force,
And thro' our cities roam. 3 Beneath the silent shade,
Their secret plots they lay ; Our peaceful walls by night invade;
And waste the fields by day. 4 And will the God of grace,
Regardless of our pain, Permit secure that impious race,
To riot in their reign ?
Or open force they prove :
His hand their strength remove.
Lest we forget their doom ;
But drive them with thine angry breath, ,
Thro' distant lands to roam. 7 Then shall our grateful voice
Proclaim our guardian God; The nations round the earth rejoice, And sound the praise abroad.
PSALM 60. C. M.
On a day of humiliation in war.
Behold thy people mourn:
Shall mercy ne'er return?
Earth's haughty tow'rs decay;
And mortals melt away.
And dreads thy lifted hand !
And save the sinking land. 4. Exalt the banner in the field,
For those that fear thy name ;
And put our foes to shame.
And be their guardian God :
Against thy lifted rod.
Shall gain a glad renown: 'Tis God who makes the feeble stand,
And treads the mighty down,
PSALM 61. First Part. S. M.
Safety in God. 1 WHEN overwhelm’d with grief, Helpless and far from all relief,
To heav'n I lift mine eyes, 2 O lead me to the rock, That's high above my
head And make the covert of thy wings,
My shelter and my shade.
For ever I'll abide :
The refuge where I hide.
Of those that fear thy name :
I shall possess the same.
Jesus is our king.
Against her foes shall rest secure ;
And brought me joyful to thy house. 2 With all thy saints I'll strive to sing
The glories of my heav'nly king;
Should o'er thy chosen people reign. 3 Jesus shall live for ever blest,
And give his people peace and rest :
His righteous sceptre, and his throne. 4 O let thy truth prepare the way,
In mercy, Lord, extend his sway :
Thus we'll devote our future days,
PSALM 62. L. M.
My rock and refuge is his throne;
The baser sort are vanity;
Light as a puff of empty air.
And not believe what God has spoke ? 5 Once hath his awful voice declar'd,
Once and again my ears have heard, “ All pow'r is his eternal due ;
" He must be fear'd and trusted too." 6 For sov’reign pow'r reigns not alone, Grace is a partner of the throne : Thy grace and justice, mighty Lord, Shall well divide our last reward. PSALM 63. First Part. C. M.
The inorning of a Lord's day.
I haste to seek thy face ;
Without thy cheering grace,