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He rais'd my head to see the light,
And makes his praise my morning song.

PSALM 3. Second Part. C. M.

God our defence from Sin and Satan. 1 ? ME

Y God, the tempter would persuadę,

There's no relief in heaven;
And all my swelling sins appear

Too big to be forgiven. 2 But thou, my righteousness and strength,

Shalt on the tempter tread ;
Shalt silence all my threat’ning guilt;

And raise my drooping head. 3 I cry'd, and from his holy hill

He bow'd a list’ning ear ;
I callid my Father, and my God,

And he subdu'd my fear.
4. He shed soft slumbers on mine eyes,

In spite of all my foes;
I 'woke, and wonder'd at the

grace
That guarded my repose.
5. What, tho' the hosts of death and hell

All arm'd against me stood; Terrors no more shall shake

my My refuge is

my

God. 6 Arise, O Lord, fulfil thy grace,

While I thy glory sing: For Christ hath broke the serpent's teetli,

And death has lost his sting. 7 Salvation to the Lord belongs,

His arm alone can save; Blessings attend thy people here,

And reach beyond the grave.

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PSALM 4. First Part. L. M.

God our portion and Christ our hope.
1
O

GOD of grace and righteousness,
Hear and attend when

I complain ;
Thou hast enlarg’d me in distress,

Bow down a gracious ear again. 2 Ye sons of men, in vain ye try

To turn my glory into shame;
How long will scoffers love to lie,

And dare reproach my Saviour's name! 3 Know that the Lord divides his saints

From all the tribes of men beside:
He hears the cry of penitents,

For the dear sake of Christ that dy'd. 4 When our obedient hands have done

A thousand works of righteousness,
We put our trust in Christ alone,

And glory in his pard'ning grace. 5 Let the unthinking many say,

“ Who will bestow some earthly good ?" But, Lord, thy light and love we pray;

Our souls desire this heavenly food.
6 Then shall my cheerful pow’rs rejoice

At grace and favours so divine,
Nor will I change my happy choice,
For all their corn, and all their wine.
PSALM 4. Second Part. C. M.

An Evening Psalın. 1 IL

ORD, thou wilt hear me when I pray ; I fear before thee all the day,

Nor would I dare to sin. 2 And while I rest my weary head,

From cares and bus'ness free,

'Tis sweet conversing on my bed

With my own heart and thee. 3 I pay this evening sacrifice ;

And when my work is done,
Great God! my faith and hope relies

Upon thy grace alone. 4 Thus, with my thoughts compos'd to peace,

I'll give mine eyes to sleep ;
Thy hand in safety keeps my days,
And will my slumbers keep.

PSALM 5. C. M.

For the Lord's Day Morning. 1 LORD, in the morning thou shalt hear

My voice ascending high;
To thee will I direct my prayer,
To thee lift

up
mine

eye ;
2 Up to the hills where Christ is gone,

To plead for all his saints, Presenting at his Father's throne

Our songs and our complaints. 3 Thou art a God before whose sight

The wicked shall not stand ; Sinners shall ne'er be thy delight,

Nor dwell at thy right hand. 4 But to thy house will I resort,

To taste thy mercies there : I will frequent thy holy court,

And worship in thy fear. 5 Oh may thy spirit guide my feet

In ways of righteousness! Make every path of duty straight,

And plain before my face. 6 My watchful enemies combine

To tempt my feet astray ;

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They flatter with a base design
To make my soul their

prey
7 Lord, crush the serpent in the dust,

And all his plots destroy ;
While those that in thy mercy trust

For ever shout for joy.
8 The men that love and fear thy name

Shall see their hopes fulfill'd;
The mighty God will compass them
With favour as a shield.

PSALM 6. C. M.

Complaint in Sickness.
1 N anger, Lord, rebuke me not,

Withdraw the dreadful storm ;
Nor let thy fury grow so hot,

Against a feeble worm. 2 My soul's bow'd down with heavy cares,

My flesh with pain opprest ;
My couch is witness to my tears,

My tears forbid my rest.
3 Sorrow and pain wear out my days ;

I waste the night with cries,
Counting the minutes as they pass,

'Till the slow morning rise. 4 Shall I be still afflicted more?

Mine eyes consum'd with grief?
How long, my God, how long before

Thy hand afford relief ?
5 He hears when dust and ashes speak,

He pities all our groans ;
He saves us for our Saviour's sake,

And heals our broken bones.
6 The virtue of his sovåreign word

Restores our fainting breath ;

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For silent graves praise not the Lord;
Our lips are seal'd in death.

PSALM 7. C. M.
God's care of his people, and punishment of persecutors.
M trust is in my heavenly friend,

My hope in thee, my God; Rise, and my helpless life defend

From those that seek my blood, 2 With insolence and fury they

My soul in pieces tear ;
As hungry lions rend the prey,

When no deliv'rer's near.
3 If I indulge in thoughts unjust,

And wish and seek their woe,
Then let them tread my life to dust,

And lay mine honour low.
4. If there were malice hid in me,

I know thy piercing eyes;
I should not dare appeal to thee,

Nor ask my God to rise.
5 Arise, my God, lift up thy hand,

Their pride and power control ; Awake to judgment, and command

Deliv'rance for my soul. .
6 Let sinners and their wicked rage

Be humbled to the dust;
Shall not the God of truth engage

To vindicate the just ?
7 He knows the heart, he tries the reins,

He will defend th’ upright; His sharpest arrows he ordains

Against the sons of spite. 8 For me their malice dug a pit,

But there themselves are cast :

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